Chapter 1911

Inside the spacious and well-lit living room was Liam. He was dressed in a matching set of gray pajamas like the one Caprice was wearing and was resting on the couch.

There were books and a tea set on the table, but he was neither reading nor drinking tea. He sat quietly with his arms folded in front of him.

He must be waiting for Caprice.

Soon, Caprice showed up. He turned to her and motioned her over. “Come here.”

Caprice approached him. She was aiming for the couch adjacent to his.

“Sit with me.” Liam noticed and beckoned. His voice was calm, but there was an undertone of authority that was not to be disobeyed.

Caprice silently nodded and sat next to him with her cheeks flushed red.

He turned to her. “How are you feeling? Do you still feel sick?”

She shook her head and murmured, “No.”

seemed relieved to hear this. Then, he gently grabbed her by her chin and turned her to face him.

peered into her eyes and asked, “Before you left the car, you mentioned there was another reason you did not want to get engaged to

at her fingers. “It’s…it’s nothing.”

He stared at her intently. He was not going to

“Liam, I’m getting a

embarrassed to say it.

After a pause, he narrowed his eyes again and added, “If you don’t tell me, then

with a grumpy pout, “I thought you didn’t like me, so I didn’t want to force you into an arranged marriage

his eyes, and he seemed

declared, “Nobody can force me to do anything I

that his family never forced him into

firm. “My mother only went to talk

blushed and

would I want to be

“But…”

“But what?”

from me the last two years. It’s like you refuse to

seemed too stunned to elicit a word at all. It seemed like what Caprice

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