Xavier let out a chuckle that carried a tinge of affection. “We’re taking photos. What else can it be?”

Xavier, who never accepted any interviews from the press, could not remember when was the last time he took a picture.

Truth be told, he never liked doing so. Just sitting without moving or posing while standing had always been difficult for him.

Nevertheless, he felt the sudden urge to take a photo with the woman next to him so that he could record the moment they spent together for eternity.

“Give me your phone,” Xavier urged when he saw Winnie still engrossed with her chicken wings.

“Help yourself, Handsome. Don’t disrupt me from my food.”

Only then did Xavier reach out to take her phone. “What’s your passcode?”

Despite hearing the question, Winnie could not be bothered to answer.

Is he actually asking a retard for a passcode? Would a retard give it to him? Didn’t he just buy the phone for me today? Or…

Winnie knitted her brows slightly. Has he noticed something?

Putting down the bone, Winnie picked up the grilled mutton skewers. While eating, she would openly observe Xavier’s expression.

However, nothing was suspicious about how earnestly he was looking at the picture.

In spite of that, he was no fool. There was no way he was oblivious to the flaws in her story about how she suddenly appeared on the island.

But so what if he’s aware of them?

All that mattered to her was that she was happy and could achieve her objective.

“Handsome, have some.” Since she did not like the fatty parts, she decided to give them to him.

Xavier was never keen on grilled food. Hence, he felt an inherent sense of resistance when Winnie held the mutton up to his mouth.

Even so, upon seeing the look of anticipation in her eyes, he relented by opening his mouth, despite knowing that this was nothing but an act.

Even though he felt the meat was too tough, spicy, and rich for him, he still swallowed it in the end.

her into his arms and began taking selfies like

fail to pick a good angle, but his expression also looked rigid

so awkward that Winnie felt the urge to hire a professional photographer to do

need to smile to look good in photos. Just do as I

smiled at the camera, Xavier just gawked at her like an idiot, almost causing the woman to burst her

picture? Just get it over with and give

she decided to snatch back her phone and pressed the button for consecutive shots. In the midst of doing so, she swiftly stole a kiss from

to be stained by oil. At the

was not bothered by it

ever since he kept his distance from her, brought

on that very day, the oily kiss she planted on his cheek felt like a signal

arm out, he wrapped it

stumbled forward into his

at him. “Handsome, now that we have taken the pictures, would you like

closer to her. “Can I?

love the look in his eyes and raspy voice. If only I had a whip in my hand, I’d make sure he groveled at my feet. But forget it. I no longer

raised her hands to touch

she could feel his large hand on the

her, there was nothing more pleasurable and exhilarating than being with a

her hormones that Winnie turned

silent mode, she noticed the message light blinking and figured that

then sat up with her

grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back. Before she knew

her head. “Are you happy staying here? If you are, let’s remain

every moment with you, replied Winnie, fiddling with

grip around her waist

a tight embrace, he added in a deep voice, “Don’t lie to me, Dumbo, for I truly believe everything you

was

same thing recently. What does he mean by it? I’m sure he now knows I’m “Paulina,” and

let go

when have you

when she was about to come clean, the driver

They were so despicable, as they asked an old lady to attack us. The bodyguard

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