Lola Hussey's Diary of Chasing Her Husband

"I did not."

As if afraid he wouldn't believe her, Lola Hussey's gaze and tone were exceptionally earnest: "I didn't say anything about calling off our engagement, really."

"I see..." He curled up the corners of his mouth, grinding out a slow smile. His originally profound eyes sparkled like a sky full of stars.

He's smiling?

Why is he smiling?

"Actually, I couldn't..."

As the words reached the tip of her tongue, meeting Ethan Ainsley's enigmatic gaze, all the explanations she intended to say retreated. At this moment, it appeared as if an explanation would be a bit redundant.

So, she decided not to explain.

She had seen the truth of his body.

She had blushed, that was real.

In short, she couldn't blame her poor eyes for misbehaving earlier.

But...her chest still ached.

She raised her hand to rub her chest, where it still hurt from the impact with Ethan Ainsley's face before. As the pain slowly receded, she gradually relaxed her motion and looked up at him.