Veild Bride : Love From An Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 67

“There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. Animals have their own languages because they also have life.” Violet’s dark eyes were shining. “Every creature has a spirit. They won’t harm you as long as you don’t harm them.”

“Why do you understand the language of snakes?”

Violet answered truthfully. “I learned it by chance.”

Jack’s impression of her changed. She was not what she seemed on the outside.

They reached the top of the mountain. There was lush green grass beneath their feet and a weather–beaten pavilion in the middle. No trees blocked their view. Lovely, colorful unnamed wildflowers grew everywhere, releasing a floral fragrance into the air whenever the mountain breeze blew through them.

The two of them stood against the wind and faced the bustling big city. All that was missing was sunlight.

“Are snakes the only creatures you can communicate with? What about other animals?” Jack asked her.

“It’s a secret!”

Jack threw her a glance and stopped asking.

It felt so good to stand against the wind on the top of the mountain and enjoy the bird’s eye view. They seemed to have achieved enlightenment about everything in front of them.

haven’t gone on a hike for a long time.” Violet brought her phone out and took two

hands behind his back. “It’s been a while.” Looking at the distant city, his eyes were deep

in his work. Jack could not fire him because

intentions had always been transparent. She wanted her son, Liam Yancey, to be the president of the Yancey Group. Be that as it may,

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beside him. She threw him a glance; he was so striking!

senses, “I’m wondering

She contemplated his words. “What

name, don’t you?” Without averting his gaze, he asked in

this?” Violet smiled and returned to playing with her phone. “Is this

aren’t even close!”

Jack said truthfully, “But I didn’t

smiled. “Are you doubting your own ability now? Is it possible that there are things you can’t find

nose. “Forget it,

Violet glanced at him, speaking light–heartedly. “My mother

was not angry.

her fair and exquisite face. She was rather pretty despite not having any make–up on, giving off a pristine

wind rushed past them, causing their clothes to flutter about. Violet’s hair blew around her face and was

piece of news on her cell