Rebecca's hand reached out, but the hesitant Steven staggered backward.
Faced with his reluctance, she didn't force him and took two steps forward with her teeth clenched.
Unfortunately, the pain had her knees buckling, sending her hurtling into Steven's arms.
After helping her to regain her balance, Steven bent forward abruptly and swept her off her feet.
With Rebecca's hand threading naturally around his neck, the close proximity allowed her to see the
stubble on his chin and feel the warmth underneath his shirt.
Leaning closer toward his ear, she whispered with certainty, “You're into me too.”
When the man came to tease her earlier, verbal insults were the worst that could happen, for the hot
spring was monitored by surveillance cameras.
Hence, Steven—who wasn't related to her in any way—could have chosen to turn a blind eye. Instead,
he made the effort to come over and break the man's hand.
If he didn't care about her, he wouldn't have reacted in such a hasty fashion.
By the time Steven carried Rebecca into the hotel, Genevieve was done with her song. After returning
the guitar to the staff, she was approached by the man in black swimming trunks.
“Your friend is really ruthless.” The man's face was still twitching from the pain. “He even broke my
wrist.”
Genevieve handed over a thick wad of cash. “I appreciate your help.”
At the sight of at least ten thousand, the man's grimace was quickly replaced by a smile. Upon
receiving Genevieve's money, he left a satisfied man.
Subsequently, Armand walked over. “Did you ask me to bring Steven here just to show him this
charade?”
Genevieve swept her sweat-drenched hair aside to reveal her sharp jaw and alluring features. “Men
never like to show their feelings and are always in need of an external shock.”
Handing her a towel, Armand asked with a smile, “Including me?”
“Of course you're not one of them. You're always brazen with your advances,” Genevieve scoffed. “If
only Steven was half as audacious as you, he wouldn't have been single till now.”
For the sake of her experiment, Genevieve didn't manage to spend much time soaking in the hot
spring.
Thus, after following Armand to the pool beside a pavilion, she sank her body in it to give herself a
proper soak.
No sooner had she entered the hot spring than Armand joined her inside. After pulling her onto his lap,
he wrapped his hand behind her head and leaned in, all before she realized what was going on.
With him biting her lip, Genevieve could hardly breathe at all.
Only then did he release her, causing her body to fall backward. Just when the scowling Genevieve
wanted to give him an earful, she was interrupted by a loud bang, followed by giant fireworks
illuminating the dark night sky.
One by one, the exploding fireworks lit up the sky as if it was day, splashing it with a beautiful array of
vibrant colors.
Looking up, Genevieve was captivated by the dazzling sight.
At the end of the firework display, a stream of green lights flew into view just like a swarm of fireflies. In
no time, they arranged themselves in the sky to form a sentence: You complete me.
Staring at the words, Genevieve could hear the faint gasps of admiration from the other patrons nearby.
They sounded as if they were discussing who it was that was showing off their affection.
After all, confessing one's feelings with a massive fireworks display and hundreds of drones was
extremely romantic.
Meanwhile, when Armand noticed that Genevieve's bun was about to come loose, he pulled off her hair
tie and straightened her hair before retying it.
While doing so, he asked, “Do you like it?”
“I'm surprised to see that underneath that conservative demeanor of yours, you can be just as romantic
as a young man.” Breaking into a coy smile, Genevieve suddenly recalled a quote from the movies.
She then lifted Armand's chin with her finger. “How many other surprises are you hiding from me?”
“Plenty.” Armand, with a warm exhale, pulled her hand up to his lips for a peck. “I'll give you everything
slowly, including myself.”
Genevieve's knees buckled at his seduction.
All of a sudden, she felt a cold sensation on her finger. Only then did she realize a ring had been put on
it. A closer look revealed that it was made of pure silver with rose motifs engraved on its surface.
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