Chapter 35 Maybe Ethan Really Is the Right One?
Chapter 35 Maybe Ethan Really Is the Right One?
At that moment, Dawn felt a little guilty.
<i>Who </i><i>else </i><i>could </i><i>sweep </i><i>me </i><i>off </i><i>my </i><i>feet</i><i>? </i>
<i>Ethan’s </i><i>the only </i><i>one</i>.
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Dawn didn’t dare say another word, afraid she’d slip up. After a few quick words about home, she hung up.
With nothing better to do, she wandered around, then packed everything she could see that needed boxing up, like it was thest round of prep before leaving, just waiting for Ethan to finish his deal so they could head to Northville.
In reality, it all happened faster than Dawn imagined.
That same night, Ethan came back asking for her ID so he could book the tickets.
“Go to bed early tonight. Our flight’s at 1 p.m. tomorrow.”
Dawn froze. “That soon?”
“Yeah.”
Ethan finished booking and handed her ID back. “A South Fricanan partner’s flying in tomorrow. Is that too early?”
“No.” Dawn pinched her ID, muttering, “Good thing I already packed my bags…”
Ethan found her so cute that even though he tried to resist, he couldn’t stop his hand. He reached over and ruffled her hair. “Ms. Porter, you’ve worked hard. Once we’re back in Northville, I’ll take you out to eat all kinds of good food. Sound good?”
Dawn pouted. “I’m not a kid.”
“You’re not?” His eyebrow lifted. “In my eyes, you’ll always be a kid.”
Dawn didn’t answer, just gave him a look before slipping back to her room.
Tomorrow was the big day for a new start.
The first strand of sunlight poured through the window at dawn, draping the floor in a golden glow. Dawn had already gotten up. She pulled out <i>a </i>light blue dress from her suitcase; the
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shade made her skin look even softer and paler.
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After finishing her makeup, she stepped out to find Oliver already in the living room, breakfast he’d brought neatly set on the table.
Ethan’s gaze dropped briefly to her slippers.
They were open–toed, with her soft, pale toes peeking out.
Dawn noticed where he was looking, and heat rushed up her cheeks. She let out an awkwardugh. “Hehe<i>… </i>you guys keep talking. I’ll just eat real quick!”
Since the project still needed wrapping up, Oliver would have to stick around a little longer.
Ethan went over a few work details with him and then called for the driver.
Dawn finished eating, hurried to change her shoes, then sat on her suitcase by the door, phone in hand, saying goodbye to her friends in the group chat.
Anna wrote, “Since you’ve got your fiancé with you, we won’te see you off. But when the wedding happens, girl, I don’t care what it takes, I’ll be there!”
As soon as that message dropped, the chat that had been buzzing went dead silent.
After a long moment, Erin Snee finally typed one question mark.
Then three more.
Erin then wrote, “So basically, in this five–person group, besides Dawn herself, only Anna knows anything about this, huh?”
Dawn rubbed her forehead in embarrassment, toozy to type back, and sent a voice note instead. “Weren’t you all busy studying? Just focus on your exams. Next time we meet, I promise I’ll tell you everything from the start, okay?”
Her friends hollered back nonstop, insisting she spill the ending first.
Dawn wrote, “The ending is, yeah, I really am going to marry a really good guy.”
The group hadn’t even reacted yet when a deep, maic voice rang above her. “Funny, I didn’t know I was considered a really good guy in your heart.”
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Not paying attention, she nearly bumped her forehead against Ethan’s, but he moved quick,
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lifting a hand in front of her head, stopping it before it happened.
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His lowugh spilled out, and when Dawn looked into his eyes, it felt like whole constetions were swirling inside them.
“What’s so funny…” she muttered. “Eavesdropping is seriously rude.”
Ethan said, “Alright. My apologies, Ms. Porter.”
<i>Except </i><i>when </i><i>teasing</i>, <i>this </i><i>man </i>knows <i>exactly </i><i>how </i><i>to </i><i>say </i><i>the </i><i>right </i><i>thing</i>.
Dawn’s cheeks burned red as she dropped her gaze, afraid to stare too long into that whirlpool of a look, scared she’d be dragged under.
“You finished talking?”
“Pretty much.”
Ethan didn’t push further. He grabbed the suitcase beside him with one hand and slid the other naturally into Dawn’s, their fingers locking together. “Come on. The driver’s waiting downstairs.”
Dawn stumbled half a step behind him, eyes glued to their joined hands.
Her heartbeat thudded fast.
The heat that had just faded from her face came flooding back again.
Not until they were in the car did Ethan finally let go.
And Dawn couldn’t help feeling like she was changing into someone she didn’t recognize.
<i>Every </i><i>time </i><i>I’m </i><i>with </i><i>Ethan</i><i>, </i><i>Austin </i><i>never </i><i>even </i><i>crosses </i><i>my </i><i>mind</i><i>, </i><i>and </i><i>all </i><i>these </i>new <i>feelings </i><i>keep </i><i>bubbling </i><i>up </i><i>inside </i><i>me</i>. <i>Does </i><i>that </i><i>mean</i>… <i>maybe </i><i>Ethan </i><i>really </i><i>is </i><i>the </i><i>right </i><i>one</i><i>? </i>