Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 5152

Ambrose was speechless.

Two years ago, he had clarified his feelings, but Veron was still persistent. How could he get her to give up on him?

What a headache.

Moreover, Heather was resting in a room not far away. She must have felt uncomfortable seeing Veron acting so intimate with Ambrose.

Seeing his solemn expression, Veron could not help but laugh as she replied indifferently, "Everyone knows that I like you. I'm not afraid to be seen by others. Ambrose, I heard that the orchids in the north valley of the Hidden Hero Sect are blooming. Would you like to go with me?"

At the end of her question, there was a bit of shyness on Veron's delicate face. It was known to all that the valley on the back of the Hidden Hero Sect was located in a remote place, and no one usually went there. It was a good place for lovers to go on a date.

As the daughter of the Lange Family, she invited a boy to such a place on her own initiative. She evidently created a space for the two to spend some alone time with each other.

To be honest, no other girl would ever act this bold.

However, Veron loved Ambrose. She did not care about societal rules and shyness as long as she could be with him.

Sensing the expectation in Veron's eyes, Ambrose felt an oncoming headache and smiled bitterly.

"Veron, I have a lot of things to do. How can I have time to accompany you to see orchids? Besides, I told you previously that I only see you as a sister. We can't be a couple, so don't waste your time on me.

"There are many young talents in the sect, and some of them have a crush on you. You can give some of them a chance. By the way, my friend, Neil, is also a good man. How about I ask him to go with you later?"

As he spoke, Ambrose deliberately kept a distance from Veron.

Veron pouted and stomped her feet. "I don't want to! I just like you. I don't want to see orchids with other boys. Ambrose, please go with me. Just this time, okay?"

Veron shook Ambrose's arm gently as she spoke and acted like a spoiled child.

Ambrose's head was in a mess. Then, when he was thinking about how to refuse, the room door not far away opened, and Heather slowly walked out.