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.

that, he pulled her into his arms and began

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

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

to smile to look good in photos. Just do as

gawked at her like an idiot, almost causing

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

for consecutive shots. In the midst of doing so, she swiftly stole

would never allow his face to be stained by oil. At the very least, that was

bothered by it at

since he kept his distance from her, brought Yulissa back to spite her,

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

he

by surprise, Winnie stumbled forward into

that we

to her. “Can I?

just 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

aside, Winnie raised her hands to touch his ears, which were

could feel his large hand on

exhilarating than being with a

grip of her hormones that Winnie turned around

message light blinking and figured

sat up with her back

sudden, a pair of hands grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back. Before

rested his chin on top of her head. “Are you happy staying here? If you are, let’s remain here for a few more days and

moment with you, replied Winnie, fiddling with his

around

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

mouth was

I feel as if I’ve heard the exact same thing recently. What does he mean by it? I’m sure he now knows I’m “Paulina,” and the fact that I’m pretending

pondering for a moment, she let go of

have you

was about to come

I have 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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