Chapter 1911

Inside the spacious and well-lit living room was Liam. He was dressed in a matching set of gray pajamas like the one Caprice was wearing and was resting on the couch.

There were books and a tea set on the table, but he was neither reading nor drinking tea. He sat quietly with his arms folded in front of him.

He must be waiting for Caprice.

Soon, Caprice showed up. He turned to her and motioned her over. “Come here.”

Caprice approached him. She was aiming for the couch adjacent to his.

“Sit with me.” Liam noticed and beckoned. His voice was calm, but there was an undertone of authority that was not to be disobeyed.

Caprice silently nodded and sat next to him with her cheeks flushed red.

He turned to her. “How are you feeling? Do you still feel sick?”

She shook her head and murmured, “No.”

her by her

asked, “Before you left the car, you mentioned there was another reason you did not want to

her fingers.

was something about me. What was it?” He stared at her intently. He was not going to

cheeks burning. “Liam, I’m getting a little tired. Can

was too embarrassed to

me.” After a pause, he narrowed his eyes again and added, “If you don’t tell

Caprice said with a grumpy pout, “I thought you didn’t like me, so I didn’t

eyes, and he

He declared, “Nobody can force me to do anything I wouldn’t want to do, and

knew that his family never forced him into doing

toward Caprice, his voice soft yet firm. “My mother only went to talk to your mother about

Her eyes brightened. She blushed and asked shyly, “Does that mean

would I want

“But…”

“But what?”

your distance from me the last two years. It’s like you refuse to be intimate with me.

all. It seemed like what Caprice

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