All Chapters of He Lost Me, His Uncle Claimed Me: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

From a distance, it seemed like Anna and Lorenzo were simply standing a little too close to each other. No one would have guessed that the cold, distant man would behave so boldly with Anna in broad daylight. The proximity of their bodies made Anna feel both nervous and flustered.She had thought she’d seen it all when it came to men, but Lorenzo was a whole different kind of danger. When his deep eyes looked at her with such intensity, she couldn't help but feel like she was being cherished. But just as quickly, her rational mind would remind her—*don’t trust men, it only leads to heartache.*The next moment, Lorenzo’s gaze would turn cold and distant, as if that intimacy had never even happened. He was unpredictable, flipping from warm to aloof in an instant. Anna realized she couldn’t approach him with the usual tactics.She remembered that he seemed to respond better to softness rather than firmness. So, with a blush, she spoke in a soft, almost shy voice, “When there’s no one aro

Their voices were low enough that the women could not hear them. Forrest looked anxious.He had only just managed to get close to Lorenzo and did not want to offend him. He quickly explained,“She’s just a fiancée my family pushed on me. She insisted on tagging along today. Don’t take it the wrong way. I’ll tell her about Anna’s identity later.”“No need.”Lorenzo refused without hesitation, which struck Forrest as odd.“So… what, are you two playing some kind of large scale role playing game?”A faint, bitter smile crossed Lorenzo’s lips.“She hasn’t acknowledged me in her heart.”Forrest froze, then seemed to understand.So the aloof, untouchable CEO was actually a hopeless romantic?That was ridiculous.“Come on, Lorenzo. Is your status at home really that low?”Lorenzo looked at the drifting clouds in the distance.“The one who falls first is bound to lose. And losers don’t get to talk about status.”If this were before, Forrest would have laughed it off and mocked him. But his th

Anna froze where she stood. She had expected a full-blown confrontation. She thought Lorenzo would question her, get angry, demand answers.But he said nothing.She could still feel the faint brush of his fingers against her neck, the lingering warmth where his knuckle had grazed her skin by accident.Walking beside Lorenzo, she felt an unfamiliar sense of guilt settle in her chest."Um… he was already inside smoking when I went in.""I know."Anna glanced cautiously at his profile. His features were sharp, his jawline taut, every line of his face carrying a cold, mature edge.Sensing her gaze, he stopped walking."What is it?"Being looked at like that only made her thoughts more tangled.She wanted to explain, yet feared that any explanation would sound like she was trying too hard to cover something up.At that moment, she realized marriage and business were not the same thing after all.She hesitated. Remembering that being proactive with him had worked before, she was just about

An arm linked with another, a shared drink where you are in me and I am in you.Anna had encountered plenty of executives at business dinners who joked about drinking a cross cup with her. She had always found a way to dodge it.But this time, the man standing in front of her was her husband.She froze for a brief moment, then curved her lips into a smile."Alright."Their arms intertwined. They had not even taken a sip yet, and a faint blush had already crept onto her cheeks.Forrest watched the scene with open envy."Laura, we could also…""Get lost."Laura’s expression was cold.After years together, she had already fallen for Forrest. But the day he accepted the engagement, whatever lived in her heart had died.She had tried to draw boundaries. Forrest refused to let go.She was tired of this kind of life.Meanwhile, Xandra was busy fighting Randall over a glass."Uncle, let me have one more."In the struggle, she ended up pressing him down. Randall’s expression shifted as he said

Between their lips and teeth, the aroma of red wine spread slowly across their tongues. Her initiative carried a shy, tentative edge that made it impossible to stop. Everything felt just right.Falling petals drifted through the air. The water temperature was perfect. On the surface of the pool, their entwined figures were reflected together. Soft, water-laced sounds of intimacy echoed faintly.In the end, she was the first to give in. Her trembling body sent ripples spreading outward in widening circles.When the kiss finally ended, she pulled away from his lips.Her cheeks were flushed red. Her large eyes glistened with moisture. A trace of wine lingered at the corner of her mouth and slid down her neck, adding to the intimacy of the moment.She licked her lips, her voice sweet and soft.“Was the wine good?”Lorenzo’s voice was low and hoarse.“It was.”Anna did not understand. She had gone this far. He did not reject her, yet he did not take the lead either. It left her feeling unc