Her fair skin seemed to glow under the lights.


    “This bracelet is just a wee gift from my mom. It has nothing to do with me.


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    But since we’re married now, she’ll probably keep giving you things. Maybe smaller, maybe even pricier. But that doesn’t matter.”


    Ethan’s gaze never left Dawn, like she were the only thing that existed. He added, “What matters is you’re the one her son loves most. She’ll treat you the same way she treats me. So whatever she gives you, just take it. If you don’t, she’ll feel uneasy. Understand?”


    She felt a little dizzy. Though she didn’t fully get everything, she caught the point behind his words.


    She stayed quiet for a while. When she finally did, it wasn’t about the bracelet. “Since Mrs. Jackson is moving in, shouldn’t we … live together?”


    That question threw Ethanpletely off.


    He froze for a moment. “Are you sure?”


    “Yeah.”


    She was nervous, but she’d been thinking about it for a long time.


    As for the bracelet …


    Ethan was right. It was rude to refuse a gift from an elder.


    Besides, like that ten–carat pink diamond ring, she wasn’t going to wear it often anyway. She’d just store it away.


    If things ever fell apart between them someday, she could return all of it.


    Ethan didn’t realize she was already thinking that far ahead. He just felt a little lost.


    He held her hand, lightly rubbing her palm, like he was afraid to break something fragile.


    His eyes dropped, so she couldn’t see his expression. After a long moment, he spoke in a husky voice, “If you’re not ready-”


    “I’m ready.” Dawn cut him off quickly, her words shaky but firm, almost rushed. “We’re


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    married now. You can’t back out.”


    Both of them froze in shock after that.


    Gosh, what <i>did </i><i>I </i><i>just </i><i>say</i>?


    Ethan pressed his tongue against his cheek and smiled.


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    Most people might regret tying the knot, but not him. Only God knew how long he had been waiting, yearning for this day.


    His eyes burned with feeling, his voice rough and low. “Yeah, I’m not going anywhere.”


    Dawn’s cheeks flushed even hotter.. She quickly got up and muttered, “Then don’t. I’m not running either. I’m … gonna shower first.”


    Watching her rush away, Ethan couldn’t help but smile. Warm affection filled his chest.


    When the sound of water came from the bathroom, he slipped into his room for a fast shower, sshing on some Terre d’Hermès aftershave.


    Back in the main room, he dimmed the lights.


    Looking around the ce he wasn’t used to, he exhaled slowly.


    He thought self–deprecatingly, <i>Ethan</i><i>, </i><i>look </i><i>at </i><i>yourself </i><i>now</i>.


    The intermittent sounds of running water from the bathroom were like a beautiful, enchanting symphony, gradually stirring his mind and senses.


    Ten minutester, Dawn emerged.


    The dim, intimate lighting in the room made her pause for a second, but she straightened her back and walked out like nothing.


    She had on in cotton pajamas. Her skin flushed pink from the steam, like a fresh peach. Damp hair brushed her shoulders, making her simple look seem both innocent and alluring.


    Ethan was on the couch, sitting up straight with a book in his hands.


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    Dawn puffed her cheeks and went to grab the hair dryer.


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    When Ethan lifted his head, she was bent forward slightly. Her fair legs were perfectly toned, slim, and wless, making his restless mind spin.


    Suddenly, she turned around with the hair dryer in her hand.


    Their eyes locked, and the air grew heavy with an unspoken tension.


    Ethan took a breath, tossed the book aside, and said, “Let me help you.”


    “Uh… okay…” Dawn had no experience with rtionships, but she’d seen in dramas that boyfriends always helped their girlfriends with their hair.


    The outlet was right by the couch, so she sat down.


    She nced sideways at him, noticing his wide frame under the thin loungewear and that faint woody scent clinging to him.


    Dawn quietly sucked in a couple of breaths, grateful the dryer covered the sound.


    Ethan’s long fingers slid through her hair, slow and gentle.


    That tender touch made both their hearts race.


    After a few minutes, he switched the dryer off, and the sudden silence made Dawn’s face burn even hotter.