At Chapter 1874 of Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby novel , Charlotte continues to navigate the complexities of her life as a Luna guiding a pack of wolves. The twists of fate have not ceased, and as she grapples with her past, present, and the mysterious mogul, readers are in for a treat. In Chapter 1874 , Michelle skillfully builds suspense, leaving us on the edge of our seats, eager to discover what destiny has in store for our resilient protagonist. Read Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby novel Chapter 1874 at NovelFreePDF.com.
Flowers were very rare in a city like Xendale which snowed all year round.
It was no easy feat to procure so many flowers overnight, and even harder to arrange them within that span.
Francesca gazed about the castle in ecstasy which looked like it was rejuvenated overnight.
Having grown up in the mountains, Francesca had a soft spot for flowers. From as young as she could remember, she seemed to have a special affinity with flowers, plants, and small animals.
When she first arrived, the castle existed within a spectrum of only blue and grey.
The dazzling embellishment of flowers turned it into a warm and romantic place.
Even the servants were affected. Their newfound joy was a pleasant change from their cautious and formal demeanors. Every one of them wore bright smiles on their faces that morning as if in anticipation of a major celebration.
“Do you like it?” A familiar voice came from behind.
Francesca turned and saw Danrique coming out of his room. He looked immaculately beautiful clad wholly in white. The gentle smile across his lips was the icing on the cake.
“Did you do all of this?” Francesca asked happily.
“Guilty.” Danrique was delighted at her smile. “I bought other gifts too. I hope you like them.”
“What else did you get me?” Francesca asked curiously.
“You'll find out later.” Danrique smiled mysteriously and brushed a strand of hair away from her ear so that she did not miss his whisper. “I'll wait for you downstairs.”
His hot breath washing over the delicate skin of her ears sent a delicious current down her spine.
With a great shuddering breath, Francesca felt her whole body turning prematurely sore.
Before she could react, he brushed her shoulder and went downstairs without another backward glance at her.
Francesca was rooted to the spot.
What's gotten into him? Since when did he behave like this?
Meanwhile, Danrique smirked at the tangible proof of Francesca's nervousness. The skills from the romance novels are being put to good use!
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