Chapter 682 : The First Guest from the Royal Capital District

"Ilara?! Mr. Felyn and I... Mr. Felyn and I..."

Fiorella hadn't expected Ilara to appear here at this time.

"Are you guys going somewhere?" Ilara looked at the luggage Felyn was carrying.

She was afraid that Fiorella was really marrying into a wealthy family and would never come back.

We're all good sisters from the same street, why should you be the one to marry into a wealthy family?

"You've misunderstood." Felyn changed direction, pulling Fiorella and Lina back towards the house. "I took Fiorella and Lina out to stay somewhere else today. We just got back."

"Mmm, I-I went on a date with Mr. Felyn..." Fiorella picked up where Felyn left off, wanting to grab his arm to prevent the situation from being exposed, but her hand only dared to pinch a tiny corner of his clothes.

Seeing this, Felyn directly took Fiorella's hand, their fingers intertwining.

"Ah..."

Fiorella subconsciously wanted to pull back, but Felyn held her firmly.

She stopped, lowered her head, and her arm began to tremble slightly.

"Fiorella is very shy," Felyn explained to Ilara with a smile, not wanting any mistakes at this critical moment. "Even though we've held hands several times, she's still like this."

Ilara stood frozen, not expecting their progress to be so fast. Now Fiorella was truly free from her sea of suffering.

No! This won't do!

"Fiorella, you and Mr. Felyn have already..." She leaned close to Fiorella's ear and whispered, "It's only been a few days since you met, isn't it too fast? I'm just worried you'll be deceived by Mr. Felyn. You know, girls like us must protect our chastity."

Chastity?!

Fiorella immediately understood what Ilara was talking about. She subconsciously wanted to clarify their relationship, but was afraid that saying so would expose the plan.

She could only hug Felyn's arm tightly, leaning her whole body almost into his embrace, appearing very intimate. "He won't. Mr. Felyn is a good person. We get along very well, and he always smiles at me gently and encourages me. He's also very good to Lina."

"But you can't just casually go out and sleep with someone," Ilara repeatedly emphasized, hoping to stir up a dispute between them.

"Ilara, I was willing. It's not... it's not Mr. Felyn who forced me."

After saying this, Fiorella completely buried her head in Felyn's chest.

What am I saying...

This will probably cause trouble for Mr. Felyn.

Felyn stroked Fiorella's hair in his arms, feeling the tension in her body.

He suddenly thought of Viloti, who seemed to be the same way, becoming shy because of his actions. But it was precisely this shy reaction that was the reason Felyn loved to tease her the most.

"Ilara, can I call you that? I will be good to Miss Fiorella, please rest assured."

Ilara stood there, unable to accept it.

She would rather hope that Felyn was attracted to Fiorella's appearance and body than hope that Felyn had truly fallen in love with Fiorella's soul.

One could get tired of a body, but the resonance of souls could last a lifetime.

"Lord Felyn... you... you..." Ilara couldn't think of a way. She wanted so badly to drive a wedge between them, but Felyn's status was that of a noble. If she was too arrogant, she could be arrested by Felyn directly.

"You want to ask if I understand Fiorella, right?" Felyn held Lina with one hand and Fiorella with the other. "Fiorella told me that her dream is to open an armor shop, to provide adventurers with protective gear that is both effective and beautiful. Her craftsmanship is very good."

"She likes to wear hair clips and always ties her hair into a single ponytail with a hair tie."

"When she gets nervous, she'll fiddle with the hair behind her ear and won't dare to look me in the eye."

Out of professional habit, Felyn had come to understand Fiorella's living habits through observation over the past few days. He recounted, one by one, details that even Fiorella herself hadn't noticed.

This made Fiorella, in his arms, feel a warmth in her heart. She gripped Felyn's clothes tightly, even a little unwilling to let go.

So this is what it feels like to be cared for and noticed by someone...

So warm...

Fiorella didn't even remember how she said goodbye to Ilara with Felyn, or how she slipped into the car unnoticed.

She just kept following behind Felyn, constantly looking at their intertwined hands.

By the time she came to her senses, Eitani had already entered her house in her place, and she and Felyn were in the car, heading for Mist Street No. 17.

"Thinking about something?" Felyn's voice brought Fiorella back to the real world.

Lina was sitting on her lap, curiously observing everything outside.

Fiorella's younger brother was at a boarding school recently, so he wasn't living with them.

"Mmm..."

"About what just happened, I apologize. I didn't mean to hold your hand. I had to do it because Ilara was there."

Fiorella quickly shook her head, the movement of her body making Lina a little unsteady. Lina looked up at her sister.

"Mr. Felyn, I don't mind."

The car returned to silence, which made Felyn feel that something was not quite right.

For a pure girl like Fiorella, everything that had just happened must have been a bit hard for her to accept.

"I'm actually a lot like you," Felyn began. "I also have a younger sister. A few years ago, to save my sister, I spent all my savings and fell into a lot of debt. If it weren't for this line of work, I would have starved to death long ago."

"Mr. Felyn has a sister too?" Fiorella was a little curious.

"Mmm." Felyn rubbed his forehead. "My sister is also very cute and beautiful. She's also a painter. Isn't that amazing?"

It's just that her personality is a tiny bit... extreme.

If Olivia found out about me and Adelina, would she...

Felyn felt a slight headache and decided not to think about it. "So, I feel we are very similar. What I said in front of Ilara just now wasn't a lie. I really admire that you can persevere and still have a smile on your face."

Felyn knew he was not omnipotent.

He admired Dai for being able to remain rational and stick to her inner desires despite facing the hostility of the whole world.

He also admired Fiorella for having the mind to grow flowers and the energy to dress herself up with simple materials when her life was a mess.

Felyn couldn't do these things, so he admired them from the bottom of his heart.

"I-I'm not as amazing as Mr. Felyn says..." Fiorella lowered her head in embarrassment, fiddling with the hair behind her ear.

Realizing that this small gesture had exposed her inner shyness, the tips of Fiorella's ears turned even redder. Her hand froze in mid-air, stiff and afraid to move.

Mr. Felyn said he's like me, then... then we should have a lot of common topics, right?

Fiorella put one arm around Lina's waist, suddenly feeling a little happy in her heart.

Knowing about Felyn's past made the young lady's legs unable to resist swinging in the air.

The vehicle stopped steadily at Mist Street No. 17. In the night, Fiorella saw two people appear at the door of Felyn's house.

A beautiful girl with an incredibly alluring and tall figure stood at the door, her white hair, like a work of art, blowing in the wind behind her.

She wore a dark blue spaghetti-strap bodycon long dress that perfectly wrapped and displayed the curves of her chest, waist, and hips. The pair of exquisite red high heels under the dress added a touch of charm.

Fiorella could feel that the white-haired beauty seemed very angry. Her pair of pale cyan eyes seemed to be filled with... resentment.

And by her side, she was holding the hand of a little girl, who seemed to be her child.

After seeing this scene, Felyn was stunned for a moment, then immediately reversed the car, wanting to leave.

This is bad!

It's Seraphina!

And holding her hand is Her Highness Princess Lianrora!

Isn't the Royal Capital District still sealed?! How did they get out!

[End of Chapter]