Chapter 684: Tears on Shimmering Lashes

Adrian Law extended his hand, tracing the brilliant summer-like features of Cecilia Vaughn.

“Because it misses you.”

The strings in Cecilia’s heart trembled slightly; at that moment, she didn’t know if it was because of the chubby Maine Coon cat or because the man’s hand brushed past her temple.

“You’re wrong. Mimi should be missing both of us.”

— At first, Mimi and Adrian Law were not on friendly terms at all. Even the big and the small would argue to gain her favor. But later, when Cecilia wasn’t at Starfall Bay, she returned home at five in the morning to find Mimi snuggled by Adrian’s leg, both looking peaceful as time stood still.

Cats and people, can they change as well?

As long as you’re sincerely good to others, how could they not know?

Since then, although Mimi was still closer to Cecilia, it no longer acted like an aloof and haughty cat lord towards Adrian.

Mimi coexisting peacefully with Adrian naturally comforted Cecilia, but occasionally she felt a tinge of sourness, like one’s child being led away by a strange man.

Ahem, maybe it’s not appropriate to describe Adrian that way?

If Adrian is a strange man, then perhaps she’d be the strange woman.

Cecilia would never admit to being a woman; a fairy is forever eighteen, who cares about age? The age of a fairy is boundless!

…

Adrian watched Cecilia, lost in her explanation. He seriously lifted her cheek, gazing into the girl’s eyes, unable to resist lowering his head to peck at Cecilia’s long lashes with his lips.

“Silly girl, but Mimi certainly misses you more, right? No need to argue about that?”

“Of course!”

After being abruptly kissed on her lashes by Adrian, Cecilia’s face flushed even more. She lifted her chin silently, hooking her pinky under the man’s chin with a queenly air.

“Don’t forget, on that rainy day, I was the one who brought Mimi home. The one who saved Mimi wasn’t you, after all.”

“Having you as my savior is enough for me.”

Adrian laughed openly.

Hearing that, Cecilia knew Adrian was just speaking casually, but she suddenly thought of the woman who truly saved Adrian’s life.

— The half-mistress of the Law Family, daughter of Butler White, Rosalind White.

…

“I’m not your savior; if you need to find one, look for Rosalind White. Didn’t your little childhood friend always claim she saved your life?”

Jealousy surged through Cecilia’s heart. Call her petty, but despite Rosalind’s great debt of kindness to Adrian, she couldn’t bring herself to be grateful.

How could she, when the other party tried to come between her and Adrian after their marriage?

Such audacity in undermining!

…

“Such a strong smell of jealousy; who overturned the vinegar jar, hmm?”

The man playfully brushed Cecilia’s cheek.

“It’s so sour that I’m starting to doubt if someone claimed they never got jealous is true or false.”

“Aside from sweet and sour ribs and sweet and sour fish, I really can’t accept dishes with vinegar.”

Even though Cecilia knew Adrian’s words were off-topic, she couldn’t help but poke fun at him.

“Tsk…refusing to admit you’re jealous, yet the jealousy is oozing from your eyes.”

The man’s smile was as splendid as a starry sky.

He reached out and pulled the petite girl into his embrace, then lifted her left wrist to gently kiss the plum blossom birthmark on it.

“Cecilia, you truly are my savior…”

Adrian paused, his voice laden with meaning.

“Ever since I met you, there’s never been a day I haven’t thanked the heavens for letting me meet you. You are my life’s redemption, my light.”

“So cheesy!”

This man speaks love so fluently, as if beans pouring from a sack.

Yet…it’s hopelessly romantic.

If someone else said the same words, they might sound greasy or unbearably tacky.

But when looking into Adrian’s handsome eyes, when gazed upon by those ink-black phoenix eyes, it feels like the entire world reflects only your silhouette.

How can you not believe?

That you are the most beautiful existence in his life?

His eyes see only you, as if unable to accommodate anyone else.

…

Cecilia’s heart skipped a beat uncontrollably, and even though her lips curled up wildly, she still feigned composure, turning her head aside.

“I won’t take seriously someone who’s full of sweet talk, hmph, I don’t believe you, you should say it to your little childhood friend.”

“Cecilia…”

The man dragged his tone helplessly, seeing that Cecilia still wouldn’t turn her head back, suddenly turned her shoulder around with forceful dominance.

The man, half pressing against the girl’s waist, placed his lean yet strong hand beside Cecilia’s hip. Although there was no extra movement, it conveyed endless danger and suggestion.

“Cecilia, I seem to have said before, if you refer to Rosalind White as my childhood sweetheart in that tone again, don’t blame me for being rude.”

“How rude? You dare to hit me?”

Cecilia, unable to hold back, retorted sharply, her anger rising.

…

As a result, Adrian actually hit her!

Although…ahem.

“You think I don’t dare?”

Before he finished speaking, Cecilia felt a crisp smack.

It didn’t really hurt at all.

More like a mosquito itch.

But…

Adrian’s hand landed, not heavy, not light, on her hip!

And he even patted three times!

Only when she was very little did her mother, Wendy Sutton, dare to treat her like this because she was naughty.

But that was a long, ancient story—the cause seemed to be because Cecilia was greedy for chocolate, and secretly took her younger brother, Evan Vaughn, to buy chocolate on the street.

Because they returned late and were discovered, Wendy almost thought the two kids were lost, scared out of her wits. Seeing them back, they were robustly disciplined.

Cecilia already doesn’t remember whether it hurt or not, as in her memory Wendy only hit her once like that.

Her deeper impression seemed to be the tears streaming down her mother’s cheeks.

— She only went to buy chocolate, but because her mother feared Cecilia and Evan would get cavities, normally sweets were rationed. Children, after all, the more something is forbidden, the more they crave it, and Cecilia was no exception.

After getting disciplined, and seeing Wendy cry, she got scared, realizing then that sneaking out and staying out was so serious to her mother.

…

But Adrian’s act was still outrageous!

Cecilia, with a fiery ball of anger in her heart, immediately tugged at the man’s tie, pulling his head down.

“That’s for hitting me!”

In an instant, the distance between the two closed infinitely; just a little closer and their lips could touch…