Chapter 29 What Had I Just Done

Lydia clenched her fists and pressed her lips.

She knew all too well that with Dalton's personality, the

suspicion would only deepen once he started doubting if she didn't come clean.

"Dalton, I just wanted to get some photos taken by the

paparazzi. I had no idea it would escalate to TV reporters and blow up like this."

Dalton was fond of Lydia and had even considered marrying her despite his family's objections.

But feeling manipulated into this situation forced him, which was something Dalton found hard to accept.

Being pushed forward against his will inevitably made him rebellious.

Seeing the grim look on Dalton's face, Lydia reached for hist hand. "Dalton, I just really want to be with you."

Dalton didn't respond and kept walking.

"Dalton?" When Lydia saw him avoid her touch, her eyes quickly reddened.

Only then did Dalton turn to look at her, his voice tinged with helplessness. "Aren't we supposed to hold

hold a

You better wipe away

Lydia

arms, wrapping her arms around his waist, her

is selfish. I want to stand by your side, Dalton. I'll take the blame, but Chandler only gave me three days. If I can't win you over, he'll deal

about myself, but I can't bear to leave you,

of the years Lydia had spent with him, enduring silently,

was selfish. All because Lydia loved him too

never schemed against

down, his

environment, or maybe because they were going to get a marriage license the next morning, Meryl couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning in bed, she suddenly

already half past midnight. She wondered, "Was

had just reached the hallway when the

over the threshold and

staggered backward, unprepared

widened

of masculine hormones filled her as his nose brushed

shut behind them with a

heavy breathing and the subtle brushing of

slightly, and her lips accidentally

her body,

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