"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Zayla," he said.
"Is that enough to express my sincerity?"
Lincoln's cold gaze vanished in an instant, replaced by a doting smile on his incredibly handsome face as he looked at Zayla.
In this moment, Lincoln was like a warm cup of hot chocolate in the winter, a warmth that belonged to Zayla alone.
Zayla was stunned by Lincoln's sudden action, her lips slightly parted in surprise.
She stood there motionless, struggling to come to her senses.
Zayla thought to herself, "My red dress matches Lincoln's white suit like a red rose blooming in the snow. We are the perfect match!"
Robert saw this scene and heard Lincoln's unabashed confession of love, and couldn't help but want to applaud.
Robert thought to himself, "It seems that not only is the little girl unconventional, but so is Lincoln, the King of Tricks!"