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.”

hear this. Then, he gently grabbed her by her chin and turned her to

there was another reason you did not want to get engaged to

picked at her fingers. “It’s…it’s nothing.”

about me. What was it?” He stared at her intently. He was not going to give up until he

cheeks burning. “Liam, I’m getting a

embarrassed to say

narrowed his eyes again and added, “If you don’t tell me, then don’t even

grumpy pout, “I thought you didn’t like me, so I didn’t want to force you into an arranged marriage just because your mother said so.”

eyes, and he seemed visibly affected to

a face and began stroking her chin with his fingertips. He declared, “Nobody can force me to do

his family never forced him into

lowered his head and leaned closer toward Caprice, his voice soft yet firm. “My mother

inside her. Her eyes brightened. She blushed and asked shyly, “Does

why else would I want to be

“But…”

“But what?”

spoke bluntly, “You’ve been keeping your distance from me the last two years. It’s

word at all. It seemed like what Caprice said had

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