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.

pulled her into his arms and began taking selfies like the inexperienced photographer

fail to pick a good angle,

Winnie felt the urge to hire a professional photographer to do

look good in photos. Just do

gawked at her like an idiot, almost

picture? Just get it over with and give me back my phone. I still need to continue discussing business with

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

allow his face to be stained by

he was not bothered

him on her own accord ever since he kept his distance from

the oily kiss she planted on his cheek felt

he wrapped it around her

Winnie stumbled forward

phone at him. “Handsome, now that we have

gaze, Xavier leaned closer to her. “Can I? Can

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 need to play such

raised her hands to touch his ears, which were already red

them, she could feel his large hand

being with a desirable man, surrounded by the blue sky

got a grip of her hormones

noticed the message light blinking

sat up with

and pulled her back. Before she knew it, she was cocooned in a warm

here? If you are,

happy spending every moment with you, replied Winnie, fiddling

grip around her

her in a tight embrace, he added in a deep voice, “Don’t lie to me, Dumbo, for I

was

I feel as if I’ve heard the exact same thing recently. What does he mean by

let go of his fingers and turned

when have

come clean, the driver suddenly came

bad news. Someone from the Briggs family led the island’s residents over here. They were so despicable, as they asked an old lady to attack us. The bodyguard hurt his eyes because of

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