Kieran was casually drying L''s hair,pletely unaware that her thoughts had wandered far off track.


    Realizing her mind had drifted, she lightly pped her forehead.


    Amelia had really influenced her.


    A headache began to form as she recalled the blunt messages from earlier in the afternoon.


    The messages had made it clear that she needed to take advantage of this opportunity to win Kieran over, figure out if he was worth it, and then decide whether he was someone she wanted to keep around.


    There were also some more directments-about abs and other unmentionable things.


    It was absolutely maddening.


    Just when L thought her mind was finally clearing, Kieran''sment about ''serving'' her again shattered her peace.


    She stopped his actions. "I''ll just use the blow dryer to finish it."


    After speaking, she quickly got up.


    Such intimate physical contact had to be avoided!


    She headed toward the bathroom, but Kieran followed her, grabbing the blow dryer before she could.


    His height was perfect as he stood behind her, gently drying her hair. It felt just right.


    L nced up and saw Kieran in the mirror, his eyes half-closed, focused, and serious. The ck strands of her hair in his hands seemed like a rare treasure, and his movements were slow and gentle.


    L''s brows rxed as she smiled, realizing that even though his own hair was still damp, he was tending to hers.


    "Tomorrow, you can sleep in a bit longer. There''s plenty of time."


    His gentle words made L smile softly. "You should get more sleep too."


    It had indeed gottente. Despite the food in front of her looking delicious, she had hardly eaten anything.


    The suite had two bedrooms, and Kieran had given her therger one.


    After saying goodnight, she went to bed.


    She must have been exhausted because she didn''t wake up until 9:00 AM the next morning, only stirred by a phone call from Amelia.


    Her voice was still groggy from sleep.


    "Are you still not up? Is Uncle Kieran there?" Amelia whispered.


    "He''s in his own room. Do you need him for something?" L mumbled.


    "What''s going on with you two?


    You''re on your honeymoon, and you''re not sleeping together?, arranged everything for you


    yesterday, and you chickened out at the crucial moment?"


    Amelia sounded frustrated. "A good man like Uncle Kieran-if you miss this chance there won''t be another! You need to put in the effort, don''t embarrass me! Go, go, go!


    L listened to Amelia''s words, feeling like she was running a marathon. She


    respondedzily, "I''ll try my best. Don''t worry about it."


    But over the next few days, they went out during the day to eat and sightsee, and


    at night, they returned to their separate rooms.


    This had Amelia in a panic.


    "L, what''s going on? Are you two okay? Can''t you switch to another


    ce to book a single room in the


    hotel? This is the time to strike while the iron is hot I don''t believe it''s. impossible!"


    L rubbed her forehead. "We''ll switch ces tomorrow, go to the beach, and book a hotel there. I''ll try my best, don''t rush me. Good thingse to those who wait."


    Amelia clicked her tongue. "This isn''t about patience; it''s about a man''s prime!"


    L touched her chin, wondering if she should stop answering Amelia''s calls for the next few days.


    She was genuinely worried about being brainwashed into doing something impulsive with Kieran. She might just act on a whim and regret it.


    That scene...