Chapter 328 Just Too Much
“Alright.”
Tilda stepped forward and pushed open therge doors. <fnc688> Original content can be found at FιndNovel</fnc688>
She walked straight inside.
What she saw was a huge room, thousands of feet wide.
The ceiling was all ss, fully renovated.
She could see every delicate snowke swirling in the night sky, tossed by the wind.
Inside, it was warm and cozy.
Ahead, a figure stood by the floor–to–ceiling windows.
He looked like a noble prince from long ago, dressed in a deep–purple aristocratic suit.
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Every button was fastened perfectly. The gold–threaded diamonds on the cuffs shone with nobility and
wealth.
His leather shoes were polished to a mirror shine, and his hair was styled perfectly, every strand in ce. He looked impable, elegant, and grand.
A faint perfume lingered. Tilda couldn’t tell the brand, but it feltforting.
At that moment, Jude was not the cold, ruthless, feared CEO everyone knew.
Instead, he gave off a gentle, soft feeling, like a calm spring breeze.
His godlike face, lit by the dim chandelier, was so stunning that it made her heart flutter.
No one could imagine this side of Jude.
Only Tilda got to see it.
She was the one person who could enjoy all of Jude’s tender sides.
Only her.
With each step Tilda took toward him, her blood seemed to boil.
This was the Omega–type connection between them.
She had thought that after all their meetings, this thrill would be familiar.
But tonight, it felt like the first time.
It was that same wild rush.
Jude’s steady eyes stayed on Tilda as she walked toward him in a red evening dress, proud and graceful like a
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phoenix.
In his eyes, there was space for only her.
Nothing else could fit.
The world was full of shining wonders, more than anyone could count.
But Jude only wanted one person.
When Tilda finally stopped in front of Jude, he reached out his hand to her.
He leaned forward a little, just like a real prince.
He was showing the highest respect to the woman he loved most.
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A faint smile appeared on Tilda’s lips. She removed her ck gloves and ced her soft, delicate hand in
his.
He took her soft hand, his thumb gently rubbing it.
It felt silky and soft, like caramel pudding.
Once touched, he never wanted to let go.
Then Jude guided Tilda to his side.
Her voice was soft andzy, like a cat’s paw wing at his heart. “How much thought did you put into this?”
“I saw Andy on the day you joined the National College Art Competition,” Jude said:
“I promised to give you a surprise for winning, and I set it up for Christmas.”
Jude’s voice was smooth, soft, and flowing, like moonlight on water.
It mixed with the sound of the wind and snow hitting the ss.
That sound went straight into Tilda’s heart.
And inside it all was Jude’s quiet, selfish wish.
He was never happy with just talking on a phone, or texting and video calls that could never rece being there in person.
He wanted to see Tilda with his own eyes, to feel her warmth, to smell her hair.
Sometimes, you have to make something happen yourself.
His mind told him not to bother Tilda during her trip to Motrar, because she had too many important things to do.
But his heart wouldn’t let him stop.
“Thank you!”
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Tilda smiled at Jude.
That smile went straight to his heart.
Jude couldn’t resist. He reached out and traced Tilda’s small face with his fingers.
The lightly ticklish sensation made her frown slightly.
His touch felt like it reached inside her heart.
It was… an irresistible temptation.
“Tilda, you don’t need to thank me.
“I’ll always do anything willingly for you. Now and forever, you are thedy of this castle.
“I give you the right to use it. Everything here is yours. I’ve given the orders.
“This is my Christmas gift to you.”
“You’re giving me this castle?”
Even Tilda raised an eyebrow.
It was worth a billion!
“This is what I thought would be a truly unique gift here in Fairville, Motrar.
“What, you don’t like it?” Jude asked, feeling a little nervous.
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Even if he expected her to say she didn’t like this Christmas present, hearing her doubt still shook him.
He did have a n B, but that was nothingpared to this.
“No… I like it very much. It’s just too much.
“It makes my own Christmas gift feel dull inparison.”
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