Laying Titus Zane on the bed, Alder Locke also sat down at the bedside.
Gazing at the woman's beautiful features, his downward gaze failed to hide the gloom on his face.
Raising his hand, his palm gently caressed Titus Zane's face. He used to flit among the flowers, never believing in love at first sight, but when it came to Titus Zane, he truly found her unforgettable from the first glance.
Perhaps this woman had magic; even her unconscious gestures moved his heart.
When he found out that their elder relatives had been family friends for generations, he didn't know how excited he was.
To satisfy his grandfather, he even agreed to the harsh conditions his grandfather proposed: after getting married, he would return to the military...
"Why can't you see the good in me?" Looking at Titus Zane's calm sleeping face, Alder Locke's brows were deeply knit. "Why won't you give me a chance..."
