Louis was her partner, her husband, and her man.Every title felt surreal when applied to him.The Messenger notification chimed again—this time, a private message.She lowered her hands and clicked it open.It was White-Coat Deity.White-Coat Deity: “Congratulations.”Madame Lee: “Same to you.”Whi
They were “special friends” because, unbeknownst to Adora, they were mutual friends—hers and Louis’.Though his identity as White-Coat Deity hadn’t yet been revealed, and Adora was still in the dark, Louis knew the truth couldn’t stay buried forever.But it didn’t matter. They were getting married s
“Adora, truth is, I’m not great at dealing with women either. I didn’t expect to be thinking about marriage this soon. "We’re both new at this. Let’s just take our time, figure it out together.”Curled in his arms, Adora felt all her resistance melt away.When he said he wasn’t good with women, she
“What request?” Louis had been doing his best to stay composed, his entire focus on self-control, so her words didn’t register right away.Adora looked at him, thinking he’d gone back on his word. Her expression dimmed. “You just said it yourself...”Had he already forgotten?Their eyes met. Seein
Louis let out a helpless sigh. “You’re a woman. Can you stop being so rough with yourself? Take better care of your body, will you?”Adora pressed her lips together, feeling the warm egg gently roll across her cheek. The heat wasn't just soothing her skin; it stirred something deeper.She used to b
Adora froze.Did he actually say it didn’t matter whether she returned one hundred million or not?She replayed Louis’ words in her mind, suddenly catching onto something. Warily, she asked, “What kind of request?”“You’re smart. Can’t guess?”Her expression stiffened. “You want me to marry you?”“