Ivy’s expression shifted, quickly masking her previous boldness.

“Lyndon.”

“Miss Ivy Larson, I hardly know you. Please address me as Mr. Fernandez.”

Lyndon released Ivy’s wrist and uttered in a frigid tone.

Ivy extended her hand to grasp his, her expression one of distress.

“Lyndon, I truly have feelings for you, so I…”

Lyndon’s icy gaze met hers, the chill in his eyes causing Ivy’s hand to freeze midair. Eventually, she pulled back her hand in an awkward motion.

a distinguished status. My elders have always emphasized the importance of marrying a virtuous

cannot consider a woman whose values and thoughts

contempt turned

her feet and fled, crying in

‘s

Tilda, the coldness

ground, he

happened to pick it up at the same time, their hands

contact gave Lyndon pause, and he turned his head

slightly. She withdrew

to her, only to find Tilda wiping

He was dumbfounded.

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