Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 71

Lila was lost in thought when Kieran gently pushed the door open to enter the room. She was so focused that she hadn't noticed someone come in at all.

Her eyes were fixed on the view outside the window. Her calm gaze revealed no emotion. Her eyelashes fluttered, delicate like the wings of a vivid butterfly.

The room was silent, and time seemed to stand still because of her.

Kieran leaned casually against the wall, half-supporting himself with his long legs crossed. He was a sight to behold himself, yet he was captivated by the scene before him.

His gentle gaze fell on her pale face. Kieran's heart ached with a desire to hold her close and comfort her. Yet, he didn't want to disturb her moment of peace.

Perhaps his gaze had been too intense as Lila seemed to sense something and turned to look at him.

As her gaze fixed on his handsome face, she was first surprised, then she smiled. "Uncle Kieran, weren't you on a business trip?"

At that moment, the pale girl seemed to come alive.

Kieran's gaze softened unconsciously. He pulled a chair over to her bedside. As he did, he briefly noticed a sandalwood bead by the wall. Ignoring it, he quickly shifted his gaze back to her as if he never saw it.

"What happened?" He reached out and gently pinched her fair cheek.

pretended everything was fine, masking it all with a

her hardships, and he didn't expect her to share anything now. He was worried that if she wanted to talk but couldn't find

or not she opened up, he was prepared to seek justice for her. "Why did you return

couldn't help but wonder if Kieran had come back just for her, given he arrived so quickly and at such a

it. "Things went smoothly, and an

set to bring you something. When he found out you were injured from a fall, I rushed over

crafted, leaving no

go back early to have some proper rest. Going back and

single word portrayed unexpected obedience, something that didn't

idea of Kieran and obedience

nose, and thin lips. He exuded an air of introspection and quiet nobility. His shirt was meticulously buttoned to the very top,

apple

open and saw the elegant man with his head low, focused intently on peeling the apple. The frail yet beautiful girl tilted her head to the side,

was a pleasant and harmonious scene.

at Kieran.

This is my uncle,

relaxed. Her guard dropped entirely and

into her