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

ready. You better wipe

that, Lydia

herself into his arms, wrapping her

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 bear to

spent with him, enduring silently, Dalton suddenly felt a

was selfish. All because Lydia loved

never schemed against

down, his

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

It was already half

her slippers and had just reached the hallway when the door opened from

in a suit, thoroughly drunk, stumbled over the threshold and unexpectedly

unprepared

eyes widened in

masculine hormones filled her as his nose brushed against

door shut behind them with a thud, stopping the light

breathing

slightly, and her lips accidentally brushed against

her body, her

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