The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"You promised we'd talk about marriage after meeting," Aurora said, rolling her eyes and settling back onto the barstool, "Fine, fine, your call."

What on earth did Craig want to discuss with her parents anyway?

They had chosen a new barbecue joint in Eldorria City, which was surprisingly bustling with people.

Lucky for them, Aurora had called ahead to reserve a spot. They could dive right into the feast upon arrival.

"Later, we'll swing by the hospital to check on your mom, then maybe take a look at your place, alright?" Craig suggested. He'd been out of Eldorria City for a few days, and Amelie was probably worried sick. "I've already called her. I'll stop by this evening."

"Okay then."

Craig, flipping the meat on the grill with his tongs, moved some onto Aurora's plate as soon as it cooked.

"That's too much, I can't finish all this. You'll have to help me out!" she protested.

Only then did Craig start eating himself.

check out the house, Aurora sensed something was off with Craig today. Ever since he had showered earlier, he seemed to be brooding over something, silent. Unsurprisingly, it was probably because of that conversation with the logistics company owner's daughter. It

dwell on it too much. Especially since Craig hadn't brought it up himself, and it might seem like

might suddenly text her, calling off the wedding. It had happened once

startled her, "Huh?

you

random stuff,

it to Anglonia? Did he

Insisted on sticking to his principles and rules-who

raised an eyebrow,

a bit of generation gap, but it's clearet cares

was just a matter of different personalities needing some

"Ah."

him, squinting with a smile, "We're different, though! We don't have a generation

the real estate office, Aurora pushed the car door