<b>Chapter </b><b>472 </b>
Owen had been keeping a straight face, but as sheughed, he flushed crimson, until finally, he couldn’t help but crack up too.
‘It’s the first time I’ve seen herugh so heartily. So what if I grabbed the wrong hand?”
Owen thought.
Lily and Pearl seemed to have figured it out. Exchanging a knowing nce, they desperately tried to contain theirughter.
Only Rhett looked utterly defeated. “Is it that funny that I’m scared of ghosts?”
Rhett thought, ‘It’s so damn embarrassing. I’m never listening to ghost stories again!‘
Ariaughed so hard that her sides ached, taking several moments to catch her breath. Looking at Rhett, she finally managed and said, “Rhett, you’re the first person who’s ever made meugh this hard.”
Rhett tilted his head. “Then you’ve got me to thank.”
Aria said, “Thank you.”
Right after dinner, Rhett bolted without dy, and Lily and Pearl, ever perceptive, took the hint and made themselves scarce.
Aria nced at Owen, barely suppressing anotherugh.
Owen looked at her helplessly and said, “Cut me some ck, okay?”
‘Forget about this time,‘ Owen thought wryly. ‘No more sneaky moves when others are around.’
Aria nodded. “Okay, besides me, no one knows that ‘ghost‘ was you. Don’t worry. I won’t say a word.”
Owen let out a weary sigh, rubbing his temples. ‘Lily and Pearl must have guessed it, too,‘ he thought.
Aria reached out and gently rubbed his cheek. “Upset?” she teased.
His face was lean, not much to pinch. It didn’t feel all that satisfying. Aria squeezed it gently and pulled her hand back, but Owen <b>caught </b><b>her </b>and put on <b>a </b>theatrical pout. “One kiss would make it all better,” he said, pretending to be hurt.
Aria kissed Owen to reward him for making herugh. Owen tried to deepen it, but she pressed <b>a </b>hand against his chest and teased, “Hey, I just finished eating and haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”
Owen relented with a sigh.
After tidying up, Owen freshened up and sliced two tes of fruit. Picking up one of them, he said, “I’ll bring this to the girls.”
Aria spat out the mouthwash and nodded. “Okay,” she said.
Owen returned, picked up the remote, and asked, “Any movies you want to watch<b>?</b>”
Aria shrugged. “I’m not picky. Whatever you want to watch is fine.”
Owen nced at her and grinned, “How about a horror movie?”
“Okay,” Aria agreed.
They sat down an arm’s length apart. Owen, pretending to be casual, kept inching closer, until barely a finger’s <b>width </b><b>separated </b><b>them</b>.
Owen picked a random horror movie.
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The movie opened with a couple, deeply in love, taking a trip together and checking into an ancient castle
The couple took a shower together and soon started making out on their first night staying there.
Foreign movies were way more explicit than those in domestic cinemas.
Owen hadn’t expected the opening to be so steamy. He hastily exined, “I swear, I’ve never watched this movie before”
Aria speared a piece of fruit with her fork, took a bite, and teased, “Are you blushing?”
Owen was momentarily at a loss for words. “No,” he denied.
On screen, the couple tumbled from the shower to the bed, their heated kisses punctuated by intimate sounds.
Owen stole a nce at Aria. She lookedpletely unfazed, as if nothing on the screen could make her blush.
He was the only one not focused.
At the critical moment, the male lead suddenly convulsed violently, his whole body shaking as terror filled his wide–open eyes. He wed desperately at his neck, leaving deep, bloody scratches. The female lead screamed and tried to flee, only to be caught and forced to watch in horror as her boyfriend transformed into a hideous demon.
And so, the heroine began her desperate escape through the ancient castle.
The movie blended Huthailian–style horror, with plenty of genuinely chilling moments woven into its plot.
Aria didn’t even flinch, thoroughly engrossed in the movie. Owen inched closer until their shoulders touched, then feigned a shiver and murmured dramatically, “I’m so scared.”
Aria was speechless.
She nced at him and teased, “Drama King Owen, your acting needs work.”
Owen sighed, “Seriously, is the movie that interesting?”
“It’s okay,” she replied.
“I’m kinda bored,” Owen said with a <i>pout</i>.
Aria picked up a strawberry. “If this <i>bores </i><i>you</i>, we can switch to something else.”
When the strawberry touched Aria’s lips, Owen suddenly reached out, cupped her face, and kissed <i>her</i>.