The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 312 Peel Me An Apple

Chapter 312 Peel Me An Apple

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Sloane sat down by the bed and offered a solemn thank-you. “Thank you. If it weren’t for you…”

“Stop.” Larry lifted a hand to cut her off, his eyes carrying an unusual softness. “If we’re keeping score, I owe you far more.”

“If you hadn’t saved me, I’d already be dead.” Leaning back against the headboard, Larry glanced at Sloane in her hospital gown too; his smile was easy, light. “I just wanted to repay you. You don’t need to feel any weight over it.”

Sloane parted her lips, but he interrupted again. “If you really feel guilty-” He pointed at the apple on the nightstand. “Peel one for me?”

So Sloane picked up the knife and began peeling. Sunlight slipped through the cracks of the curtains, flickering over her slender fingers.

While she kept her head lowered, focused on the apple, Larry let himself watch her greedily; his gaze traced the fine lines of her profile. Light shimmered across her long lashes, leaving delicate shadows on her cheeks. She looked utterly absorbed-brows faintly knit, lips pressed together.

“All done.” Sloane handed him the apple, its peel a single unbroken ribbon, flawless like a work of art.

brushed across the back of her hand. That fleeting warmth sent a tremor through him. He bit into the apple; sweet,

bite, but his eyes never

plane trees rustled; a single leaf spiraled down onto the

out of the room, Lucas’ lowered head

her, his long fingers absently rubbing at his cuff. Several times he looked as if he wanted to speak, his gaze shifting

it back; his voice

kept walking, though the corners of her lips tugged upward.

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Adam’s apple bobbed; he searched for the right words.

his

a few more steps. Sunlight poured through the

gaze lingered on her face, his voice

still angry?”

him. Under the sun, his eyes