Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1975

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Desmond was left alone at home to take care of the animals.

When Mia came back, she saw him obediently feeding the animals.

Desmond took off his suit and changed into casual clothes in dark purple at home. Coupled with his striking and bushy eyebrows, he was very eye-catching.

Sabine and Mia had the experience of raising animals, so they took good care of them.

For him, it was not hard to deal with cats and dogs, but not the seven geese.

They seemed to loathe each other.

Desmond braced himself to step into the fence with a disdainful look, his lips pressed tight.

But even so, he still patiently fed water and fodder to them.

Under the orange light in the courtyard, Desmond's chiseled profile gently bumped Mia's heart.

Mia knew that he was a very nice person.

When he went to the countryside to pick her up, he hated the seven white geese, but once she begged, he couldn't bear to refuse her.

She had always known that he had the kindest heart.

As he walked out of the fence, Mia couldn't help but walk over from his back, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Desmond stopped in his tracks.

When he saw Mia, he smiled; realizing that her hands were around his waist, he was pleasantly surprised and raised his eyebrows.

In his impression, his little wife rarely took the initiative to hug him like this.

Mia pressed her cheeks tight against his solid back, letting his breath surround her.

An ever-widening circle of happy ripples went across her heart. Bewitched, she murmured, "Desmond, I love you."

It had been a long time.

Her delicate hands were still around his waist.

Though she said those words in a low voice, each of them sounded clear and pious to Desmond.

Desmond had flirted with countless girls, and there were even more girls chasing after him and saying they loved him.

But none had ever touched his heart.

Her words in that very moment touched Desmond to the soul.

The three words made him a maelstrom of churning emotions.

Desmond's dangling hands were quietly clenched into fists as he tried hard to calm down. After a long while, he finally managed to face her, pretending to be calm.

Mia's thick eyelashes veiled her eyes, and her cheekbones went pink.

Desmond thought back to the last time she had made such a bold move - Shelton, that idiot, accidentally made her drunk.

He sniffed and caught a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

Desmond frowned. "Mi, you drank wine again?"

Mia felt a little guilty and gestured with her hands. "Ahem, I only drank a small glass of beer!"

Tonight was Aubree's delicate birthday. In private gatherings, her classmates were much more relaxed. It was impolite to refuse to drink when all the others drank a toast to Aubree.

But because he was not around, she only drank a small glass of beer.

Desmond was speechless.

He knew it.

Mia was a shy girl. Under his close gaze, she remembered that she had suddenly confessed her love to him. With embarrassment, she changed the subject. "Have you had dinner tonight?"

Sabine asked for leave for a day, so there was no one at home to cook for him.

Desmond replied, "Not yet."

She hurriedly said, "I'll make a meal for you. Noodles in black bean sauce or seafood fried rice?"

Desmond nodded, indicating that either would do.

They entered the villa.