Love's Change of Heart

Louis held her silently for a long time.

Daphne also didn't want to ruin the atmosphere, but then lying in a bed was better than squeezing together on a couch, no?"

"It's getting late," she said softly, "Why don't you go inside and sleep?"

Louis replied, "If you agree, I can go in and sleep with you."

Maybe not, then, Daphne thought and said, "Let me bring out two more blankets for you."

With that, she tried to get up, but Louis didn't move, seemingly having no intention of letting her go.

Daphne wasn't sure what he was up to.

Louis stared intently at her. "Last night—"

Realizing what he was about to say, Daphne immediately interrupted, "Don't say it! Didn't I tell you not to say anything?"

"Got it. I won't say anything." Louis smirked barely noticeably.

Daphne finally breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could recover, his lips pressed against hers again.

His lips, tongue, and the palm of his hand were bolder than before.

Daphne's breathing became slightly trembling, and when he pushed up her clothes and lowered his head, she wanted to push him away, but she felt numbness from her head to her fingertips.

She had no strength at all.

Finally, when she was in a daze and felt like she was about to disconnect from the world, that clear sensation expanded her nerves, making her perceive every organ as if it had multiplied hundreds of times.

Louis' kiss landed on her ear, and he gently bit her earlobe. His voice was low and hoarse. "I know I said I won't force you.

"But I also want to make you more comfortable."

Daphne felt completely defenseless as he led her step by step.

Even her breathing became chaotic.

After a long time, her breathing gradually calmed down, and even the sound of rain outside the window seemed much softer.

Daphne pushed him away, her face flushed, and she ran into the bathroom with her head down.

Louis grabbed two pieces of tissue and slowly wiped his fingers. He looked down at his pants, his tongue pressed against his upper jaw, and he drank the half-cup of water that had already turned cold.

…

After three days of continuous rain, Monday was indeed a good day.

However, the temperature had dropped significantly compared to before.

As Elijah stood across from the studio, quietly watching, Daniel rested his hand on Elijah's shoulder. "You've been standing here for almost an hour. Why don't you go in and say hello?"

Elijah shook his head, his voice hoarse, "She said she never wanted to see me again."

"Find a chance to explain it to her then?"

Elijah smiled bitterly. "No need. Just like Leanna said, the mistake has already been made, and the problem lies with me. What's the use of explaining? Besides, I can't just push all the blame onto my mother."

Daniel frowned slightly. "Didn't you ask Aidan to help you investigate? Any news?"

"Not yet," Elijah said. "I've been thinking these past few days. It seems that the reason doesn't really matter anymore. Even if I find out, what can I do?"

With that, Elijah turned to Daniel. "I probably won't be back for the next few years. Please check in on my parents whenever you can. I know my mother did wrong, but… she's still my mother."

"I know, don't worry," Daniel said.

"I'll be off then," Elijah said. "I'll leave everything here to you."

Daniel said, "Have a safe trip. Let me know when you arrive."

Elijah nodded and got in the car to leave.

After he left, Daniel withdrew his gaze and walked toward the studio.

Zoe was taking photos in the studio. The lighting was good, and the photos taken by the window were quite good.

In addition to the ones endorsed by Daphne, there were also some details of the finished products that needed to be photographed. But because of the official announcement of the endorsement, the online and studio orders had doubled, and the warehouse was almost full, causing the spacious studio to become increasingly narrow.

With more and more people joining the team, almost every time someone entered this place, they had to check if there was anything or anyone nearby.

Daniel didn't go in but instead leaned against the wall aside, quietly watching.

Zoe was different from her usual carefree and joking self whenever she was in work mode. She had a touch of seriousness and rigor. Her hair was casually tied up with a hairpin, and there was a chance that a few strands of hair would fall down and hang on her fair neck.

The soft sunlight fell on her side face, making her look beautiful.

Daniel stood there for a long time, his gaze fixed on her face, never moving away.

Zoe had likely sensed a pair of eyes following her as she turned her head to look to find Daniel standing not far away, tall and straight, standing out in this crowded room.

He just riveted his gaze on her, his eyes profound.

Zoe couldn't help but be stunned when she caught his gaze, feeling her heart racing.

He… does look good.

There was no denying that Daniel's appearance was outstanding wherever he went, and he was the kind of who stood out from the crowd, to begin with. Coupled with the fact that he was mixed-race, he innately possessed the ability to attract girls.