"Didn't you say the sunset in the back garden is beautiful?" Ashton Marshall raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing at his lips.
Just that small change of expression made Bella Woods feel a sense of disorientation.
Earlier in the living room, he barely spoke, but his presence was overwhelming, as if he silently commanded everyone in the room, an existence no one dared to approach.
But now, he smiled at her, speaking with his head lowered next to her ear, making Bella feel like the lofty Third Young Master in the living room moments ago,
At this moment, was just her own Ashton's uncle.
"Don't want to show me?" Seeing that Bella wasn't responding, Ashton reached out to pinch her cheek, tugging lightly at the corner of her mouth, "Still upset? Won't you smile? Hmm?"
He slid his finger into the shape of a smile.
Bella took a moment to react, diverting her gaze, and led Ashton towards the back garden.
