Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson)

Chapter 404

Chapter 404

This was the first time he had complimented me on my appearance, and unlike the way Richard had

complimented me before, I actually felt a little happy. Lowering my eyes, I pronounced: ‘No, I’m

not. Camille is much prettier than me

‘You are the most beautiful woman in my heart.’ Reaching out, he grabbed mine. I tried to retract my

hand, but his grip on me was firm.

Held in his large, warm hand, I wasn’t repulsed by his touch, but I still didn’t dare look at him, so I just

stared at my toes. Very gently, he whispered, ‘Come to me if you have any problems in the

future. Agree to anything you ask!

‘Really?’ I lifted my head and stared at him in disbelief.

‘Of course it’s true. Lilian, if you behave well from now on and don’t piss me off, I’ll promise you

whatever you want.’

Dumbfounded, I looked at him because of the tone he was using with me, rather than his promise

itself. He looked so affectionate that I could hardly believe he really meant it.

Would he agree to anything I asked? Does that include dealing with Carson?

If he had told me that earlier, I definitely would have been over the moon. However, now that he was

looking at me with such sincerity and affection in his eyes, in addition to his tone being so gentle as he

uttered those words that I could only dream of, I suddenly felt a little unsure © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

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Is it really a good idea to use Eric?

The answer was no, of course. In my opinion, only strangers and people with conflicts of interest could

be used. Previously, I thought about using him because he was capable and a stranger to me, so I

wouldn’t feel guilty about using him.

Despite that, when he actually brought it up to me just now, I just couldn’t bring myself to say it, and I

had to admit that I wasn’t the type of person who would go to extreme lengths for revenge. That was

probably why I was always the loser.

As I hesitated, Eric grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms, this being the second time I’d been

this close to him.

My heart was almost out of my chest when he reached out and cupped my face, looking deeply into my

eyes. For a long time, I always thought that Carson always looked at me with passion, but when I

looked into Eric’s eyes now, I realized that the former was a far cry from being passionate.

Or maybe it was just that I never understood what passion was. Eric’s eyes were very clear; so clear

that there was no impurity in them. So I couldn’t help but feel drawn to them, totally unable to look

away.

The thought of fighting and resisting crossed my mind and I wanted to yell at him not to.