All Chapters of Ms. York's Second Proposal: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

She walked to him as if she was hypnotized. She stood still half a step away from Damon. Her face was scarlet and her breathing was uneven. Even her pale neck turned pink. Damon snatched a towel from the side and wrapped it around his waist. He then grabbed Celeste's hand to touch his abs. His body was still a little wet as he didn't dry himself completely. It was warm and humid. Celeste's eyes were unfocused. Even her tiny hands trembled slightly. "You like it, don't you?" Damon was so turned on that his voice was hoarse. Celeste didn't want to say a thing. She looked away to avoid his gaze. "Why are you so naughty, my darling?" Damon leaned close to her and whispered. He lowered his head to meet her lips. At the same time, he guided her hand to snatch the towel off his waist. Celeste's heart was beating hard against her chest. In a daze, she was pressed against the bathroom door. At such a moment, Damon remembered to cushion her head with his hand. He was quite a dete

Thankfully, there was nothing wrong with Caleb aside from his low blood sugar level. Damon brought him to their house and arranged for him to live in the bedroom next to theirs. Caleb had always been living in the hospital since he was younger. He was curious to see everything in Damon's villa. The moment they entered the house, he glanced here and there. It was probably their mother who gave Celeste and Caleb their names. Just like their names, both of them were kind and attractive. Henry should be lucky to have them as his children, yet he treated them so horribly! Damon smiled when he saw the joy on Caleb's face. "You can tell Edna to make anything you want to eat. Look for the butler if you want any toys." Caleb had to undergo a systematic flow of recuperation. It wouldn't be practical for him to stay here for long. But Damon thought that it was a good idea to have him here with Celeste for a few days. Of course, Damon regretted this idea when it was nighttime. It w

Damon had always been a man of action. When he said that he wanted children, he worked harder at night with his body. He even took good care of Celeste's body. Celeste's concussion wasn't too serious. It wouldn't be a problem for her to go to work. But Damon wouldn't allow her to do that. Besides, Caleb was staying here for a while, so she didn't insist on going. After all, the York family had suffered from losses again. Hannah took Shannon's place and got locked up instead. She'd have to stay there for a few years at least. Celeste was happy about that. It was easier to talk to her when she was in a good mood. The day Shannon got released from the police station, Celeste drove to somewhere nearby. She parked the car in a secluded corner. She watched as Henry and Shannon were reunited. They hugged and sobbed together. Seeing their "loving" act as father and daughter, she couldn't help but want to celebrate this moment. Of course, Celeste knew that this was just the start. …

It was time for Caleb to head back to the nursing home. Celeste bought a few limited-edition games for Caleb to bring along. They went to say goodbye to Winston and Wish. Winston's villa was designed in a modern and minimalistic style. Celeste followed Caleb as they walked past densely populated plants with huge leaves. It was as if they had walked into a rainforest. It was filled with fresh air. "Uncle Winston is the one who takes care of all these plants," Caleb said. "Uncle Winston is incredible!" Celeste laughed. Caleb was almost the same age as Wish. It would be suitable for him to call Winston "Uncle Winston". Celeste wasn't too much older than Caleb at all. But she couldn't regard such a young and handsome man like him as an elder. "Wish!" Caleb yelled in the garden. Dressed in a gray sweater and sweatpants, Wish ran over to welcome them with a bright smile. Winston wasn't at home. Wish led Caleb to the gaming room upstairs to store the games. Celeste waited for them

Henry was finally afraid. In the past, he only saw Celeste as a kid no matter what kind of trouble she put him into. She was only slightly more competent than people who were the same age as her. But she wouldn't be able to do any real harm. But now, the York family had suffered losses a few times because of her. If this went on, it would be over for the York family. Just like what Shannon said. Henry sat on the couch in a daze for a long while. He was there the whole night. Just as the sky turned bright, he came to a decision. He told the maid to prepare a fruit platter. He then brought it upstairs. The light in Shannon's room was still on. It was clear she didn't sleep for a whole night. "Shannon, my dear daughter. Both of us are in the same boat. Dad didn't manage to protect you and Mom well. It's all my fault. Seeing how I've raised you for so many years, please forgive me this time. "Dad will discuss matters with you and ask for your opinions in the future. We can't