He let out a sharp laugh.
His hand slid up to cradle the back of Dawn's neck, pulling her closer.
He pressed a hard kiss against her lips. "No!
"Stay away from Austin. Not too far, but if you must meet, then there has to be a third person present. Got it?"
Dawn looked at the striking face before her, lips curving with a faint smile.
So feelings really were this selfish.
She suddenly thought of all the things Sydney had done in the past. Maybe she could understand a little now, but what couldn't be forgiven was how Sydney had twisted right and wrong just for her own selfish desires.
"What are you spacing out for?" Ethan reached out and brushed her soft cheek, his voice gentle. "I can't always be with you, so don't be mad, okay?"
Back in Trifton, he had piles of work waiting. He was often gone during the day, just so he could free up time when it came to their wedding.
"Why would I ever get mad over something like that?"
Dawn pulled his hand down.
His fingers were long and well-shaped, skin smooth, veins standing out just right—exuding a masculine charm at its peak.
"It just feels surreal. I'm really married to you now. Ethan, if you ever meet someone better, will you regret deciding to be with me so quickly?"
He lowered his eyes, watching her play with his fingers. "And what makes you think it was quick?"
"You suddenly said we should get married, and then we did. If that's not rushing things, then what is
"I didn't have the time to overthink it." Ethan let out a sigh, half-teasing, half -serious. "You finally agreed to marry me. What if you suddenly changed your mind and backed out?"
So, he had to act fast.
How could he ever regret it?
He tugged her arm gently, pulling her into his embrace.
The way they sat, it was like they had been in love for years—natural, comfortable, unrestrained. He said, "Besides, once a choice is made, there's no such thing as regret. You're the one I chose. That makes you the best."
Warmth spread in her chest. Through his clothes, she could feel his strong heartbeat, mixing with her own.
She simply found a comfortable spot and leaned into him.
"You said it."
"Yeah, I said it."
Time passed quietly until Ethan's phone rang.
He took it out, and Dawn caught a glimpse of an international number.
Thinking it was business, she stood up considerately. "I'll go see what your mother is doing downstairs."
Ethan smiled, not stopping her.
Dawn went out with Sandra for a walk. On the way back, she stopped by the Osborne Estate to chat with Jessica for a while. The old lady wanted them to stay for dinner, but Dawn, not wanting to bump into Austin, found an excuse to decline.
Jessica saw right through her and was not pleased.
"Be honest, Dawn. Do you just not want to keep me company?"
Dawn let out a laugh. "Of course not ... "
"Then why have you only stayed here for one night since you came back? Once you're married, you'll have even less time. I don't care. Tonight you're staying for dinner. I've already told the maid to cook your favorite dishes."
With things said so firmly, Dawn had no choice but to agree.
She only hoped Austin had plans and would not come back for dinner.
But life is always ironic—what you fear tends to come.
And as luck had it, Sandra went out shopping with her friends, leaving Dawn alone in the house.
The door opened. As Austin walked in, she was sitting with her phone, typing a message to Ethan. She wanted to invite him over, but since Ethan had gone to the project site at the last minute, she deleted the draft.
"I thought you'd never come back to this house again."
A cold voice sliced through the silence.
Dawn looked up, nearly shivering under the icy stare that met her.

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