Freya Lawson stopped evading and locked eyes with his intense gaze filled with love. She complained playfully, "You have to take good care of me. My heart has been wounded, and I can't bear the pain anymore. So, even if you dare to anger me, I might still decide to leave."
I will heal the wounds in your heart, so you can love again, the man vowed softly.
Bending down, he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead before leading her into the dining room, his hand tenderly clasping hers.
Inside, the atmosphere was warm and romantic, the scent of flowers filling the air as they sat across from each other. Freya savoured the taste of love for the first time.
In truth, even she wasn't certain when she fell in love with Bradley Austin.
Initially, she had approached him with ulterior motives, but
