I Love You, Miss Genius ( Bonnie Shepard ) novel Chapter 833

Seeing Andreas's handsome face suddenly magnified before her, Bonnie quickly stepped back to maintain distance.

She could handle scientific research, business negotiations, or painting. She knew exactly what to do in those areas. However, she was clueless in this matter.

Her initial intention was never like this. Who knew Andreas would cling to this question and insist she agree?

Andreas frowned. He was about to speak when Avril, who had been standing nearby, suddenly intervened. "Andreas, I need to talk to Bonnie alone for a bit. Can you wait here?"

Though Andreas wanted to continue asking Bonnie about becoming his princess, he couldn't refuse her friend’s request, so he agreed. "Alright, I'll wait here."

"Thanks," Avril said.

Avril pulled Bonnie aside, her curiosity burning intensely. "Bonnie, what's the deal with you and Andreas? What's this about being his princess? Are you playing some kind of role-playing game? Andreas can't be a prince, can he?"

Bonnie gave her a long look and sighed. "He is a prince."

"What?" Avril's eyes widened. "Really? I thought it was just a joke. How did you meet him? And why does he want you to be his princess?"

"It's a long story..." Bonnie massaged her temples while recalling her meeting with Andreas, feeling it was a fateful encounter.

Andreas had almost lost his life protecting her, even though the danger was meant for him. His sacrifice moved her deeply, but only as a friend. There were no romantic feelings.

"Tell me the whole story. I want to hear it," Avril said eagerly, sitting beside Bonnie.

Bonnie settled on a bench and replied lazily, "Alright, I'll tell you briefly."

Avril nodded enthusiastically. "Go ahead."

Bonnie came to Zudale to find a rare herb used as a medicinal ingredient three years ago. This herb thrived in tropical rainforests in a warm climate, which Zudale provided. After extensive research, Bonnie decided to visit Zudale.

On her first day, she encountered a major problem: All hotels and guesthouses were fully booked due to the peak tourist season. Buying a house required local residency and numerous documents.

Left with no choice, she continued searching on a motorcycle. After almost circling half of Zudale, she found a place that looked like a guesthouse.

Bonnie parked and inquired, "Hello, do you have any vacant rooms? I'd like to stay for half a month if you do."