Yes, how could Mabel Quinn possibly compare to her? In his heart, she was the little girl who accompanied him through those dark times back then. Grace Yowell suddenly hugged the person in front of her tightly, "Daniel, I don’t want your life, I just hope you can love me. What I want is your true feelings."
Daniel Harris remained silent, merely allowing Grace Yowell to embrace him.
True feelings... does he even have them? After witnessing the various right and wrong emotions between his parents and experiencing over a decade of dark times, if it weren’t for those last two months at Drumbeat Village, he probably wouldn’t even have this shred of warmth now.
"Grace, I can agree to anything for you, but as for falling in love with you, I think it’s something I really find hard to do," he said softly, because even as she held him , he still felt nothing.
More absurdly, at this moment, the face of Mabel Quinn inexplicably flashed in his mind. As if the embrace of this most important person in his life couldn’t compare to the sensation brought by the light touch of her fingers.
Grace Yowell’s heart suddenly turned cold; only his true love for her could guarantee her real security. Even if one day he found out the truth, he would forgive her because he loved her.
If he doesn’t love her, then everything she has now is just an Aerial Pavilion, ready to be burned down at any time.
Mabel Quinn woke up in the morning and, after getting ready, went downstairs to the dining room where she saw Kyle Kinston intently reading a newspaper.
"What’s the big news that you’re reading so seriously?" she asked casually.
"Why don’t you take a look too?" he handed the newspaper over.
Mabel Quinn glanced at the photo printed in the newspaper and suddenly felt like spitting blood. That photo was of her, surrounded by reporters and fans yesterday. In the photo, Daniel Harris just happened to be protecting her from a stone that was thrown.
The headline was sensational: "Crown Prince of the Harris Family’s New Love is a Mysterious Woman?"
Damn, what kind of nonsense is ’mysterious’?! Mabel Quinn internally groaned, then said to Kyle Kinston, "This in the newspaper is all nonsense, just to create a buzz. Actually, there’s nothing between me and this Crown Prince of the Harris Family. He just happened to come to the set yesterday and saved me."
But Kyle Kinston still had a stern face, "Is yesterday’s head wound how it happened?"
"...Yes." She nodded her head.
"Why are you being someone else’s stand-in? Don’t you know that doing so might be dangerous?" he said displeased.
"At the time... I didn’t really think much about it, and besides, the agent, Brother Fu, kept saying there was no danger. Who knew the situation would get out of control," Mabel Quinn said. Now that she thought about it, Brother Fu and the bodyguards had been right by her side, yet were suddenly overwhelmed by reporters and fans, almost as if it happened too easily. "I won’t easily agree to this sort of thing in the future, I promise." She quickly assured him.
Only then did his expression slightly soften.
The servant served breakfast, and Mabel Quinn ingratiatingly placed the chopsticks in Kyle Kinston’s hand before taking her own.
While eating breakfast, Kyle Kinston suddenly asked, "How did you get to know Daniel Harris?"