CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 49 Her Love For Him Hidden From The World

Chapter 49 Her Love For Him Hidden From The World

Lilian's breath caught, and she instinctively lightened her steps, moving silently to retrieve the charger from the table.

She inserted the data cable into her phone, needing just two minutes. As long as the phone could power on, it would suffice.

However, her hopes were dashed as her phone had barely charged for a minute when the sound of running water in the bathroom ceased abruptly. She quickly unplugged the charger and hastily rushed out of the bedroom.

"Halt!"

Lilian froze in her tracks at the stern command, her lips clenched as she tightly gripped the charger, not daring to turn around.

Footsteps approached from behind, and soon she heard a soft chuckle from the man.

That laugh conveyed a multitude of meanings, causing Lilian to blush deeply, her face filled with embarrassment.

"Turn around."

Lilian, her fingers gripping the charger tightly, reluctantly turned around, her eyes meeting the man's smooth chest and the towel around his waist.

Water stains adorned his chest, slowly tracing down the contours of his abdominal muscles and flowing into the towel.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"Not leaving so decisively now? Why did you come back?"

Lilian raised her head, showing him the charger she held.

Francis's smile faded slightly, or perhaps it merely curved upwards without any smile.

His tone grew colder. "You've got some backbone. I bought the phone. Who gave you the right to take it?"

Lilian lowered her gaze, tightly clutching the charger. She needed to borrow money from someone, but without her phone, she had nothing. How could she keep this child?

Francis's words undoubtedly severed all her options.

She couldn't help but wonder, could she survive if she left this place?

The events from last night were still remembered in her mind, and just thinking about it made her shiver with fear.

His long and slender hand was extended in front of her. His intentions were quite clear.

Her action amused Francis. "Give it here."

Lilian closed her eyes momentarily, then slowly extended her hand, placing the phone and charger into his palm.

The phone spun in his fingertips as he toyed with it, raising his eyes to glance at Lilian. "You can go now."

Lilian lowered her head and turned to leave.

Francis's fingers delicately caressed the smartphone screen, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on that slender silhouette, yet his eyes suddenly grew chill.

As she stepped out of the villa, a surge of heartache and sadness overwhelmed her. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't hold them back. She clutched her abdomen and sat down on the steps beside the villa.

She couldn't keep this child.

Perhaps the baby in her womb didn't want a mother like her...

She sat there all alone, bathed in the faint sunlight, appearing so small and lonely.

Lilian had been walking for a whole day, barely eating anything yesterday. She was exhausted and weary, and eventually, she didn't even know how she lost consciousness.

She had a long dream filled with moments of her time with Francis.

In the dream, the young man was cool and composed, tall and slender, dressing in a clean white shirt.

He waited for her at the school gate after her classes, tilting his head with a smile in his eyes.

Back then, he had already attracted the gazes of countless girls, but back then... His eyes were only her.

He was her hero, always extending a helping hand when she was in trouble. His tall and impressive figure made even looking up to him feel like sacrilege.

In her youthful innocence, she didn't know what love was, only that wherever her gaze landed filled with his shadow.

Her heart held nothing but memories of each moment they spent together.

Yet, every time he said, "I'm her brother," it shattered all her delusions.

She felt her thoughts were too impure, and her infatuation had tainted him as well as their friendship.

She was like a mouse hiding in the shadows, her love for him hidden from the world.

Lilian opened her eyes, and the glaring light pierced into her gaze for a moment.