Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 312

Cecil was wearing an orange dress and the sound of her high heels entered her ears. Everleigh saw that she had a drawing board with her too.

"Why did you bring that thing here?" She looked at Cecil and asked.

Cecil put the things in front of her and said with a mysterious smile on her face, "It's for you. You can paint if you have nothing to do. It's also a good way to cultivate your emotions."

Everleigh's eyes dimmed as she looked at the blank drawing board. How could she not understand her intention? She was worried that she would overthink things and wanted her to train her hand's strength.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. I don't have many things to do in this period of time, so I'll come visit you and draw my designs. I realized that when I'm with you, a lot of inspirations would appear in my mind," Cecil said exaggeratedly.

Everleigh smiled slightly and said, "Am I that charming?"

"Yes, Everleigh, look over there." Cecil reached out her hand as she looked at the rainbow in front of her.

Her eyes lit up as if she had suddenly thought of something. She quickly took out a pen and paper and started to draw.

Everleigh looked at her behavior and asked in confusion, "Did you just get some inspiration?"

"Don't interrupt me. Didn't I just tell you that I would get a lot of inspiration when I'm with you?" Cecil said as she drew earnestly.

The corners of Everleigh's mouth twitched, and she looked at her wrist.

She gently twisted it. She felt a slight pain and some numbness. She considered it to be a good thing. At least she could feel something now.

When they returned to the ward, it was already noon. It was too hot outside, so they went back as they were scared of getting heatstroke. The moment they opened the door, they could smell the fragrance of gardenias.

"It smells so good."

Everleigh looked around and saw that the flowers in the vase had changed. In the morning, the flowers in the vase were still tulips, but now, they had turned to gardenia.

"Since when was Christopher so romantic?" Cecil said in disbelief.

According to his usual behavior, he would only do childish things. Did he actually learn what it meant to be sentimental some time?

In the language of flowers, the meaning of gardenias was 'eternal love¹.

It also meant to stay strong and that someone was waiting.

Everleigh walked over and looked at the water stains on the table. They hadn't dried yet, so she believed that they were just changed not long ago.

"Everleigh, I brought you something delicious." Christopher walked in with a smile, carrying two bags of things in his hand.

When Cecil saw him, she put her arms in front of chest and her delicate face was full of disdain.

"You really do know how to be romantic, huh?"

"What do you mean by that?" He looked confused, but soon, he reacted and showed a smirk on his face, "Look, I am indeed a considerate and romantic person. Did you finally realize it?"

"Then why didn't you treat my sister like that?"

Hearing that, his face suddenly changed. He said impatiently, "You can't say that. I didn't know that she was your sister, okay? If I knew that, I wouldn't have taken action either. What's more, she was the one who came to me. She even said that she wanted to be friends with me."

Cecil frowned and looked displeased. She said in a firm tone, "It's impossible. My sister has always been an obedient girl. How could she proactively go to you..."

"Come on, do you know where I first met her? It was on the dance floor. She was wearing a sexy dress that day too. How could she be an obedient girl? You're the only who thinks that she's a pure girl," he said disdainfully.

Everleigh frowned, but she seemed to have thought of something.

Cecil was very angry. She rolled up her sleeves and was going to hit him.

"Cecil, he is telling the truth," Everleigh suddenly said from the back.

Cecil turned her head and looked at her with mixed emotions. "Why are you on his side too?"