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    “There’s no need. The doctor already examined me. I’m fine,” Dn replied. In truth, his fall down the stairs and fainting spell had been nothing but an act. With Christina absent at that time, there had been no need to continue the charade.


    “That’s a relief,” Christina said, ncing down at their joined hands. “Could you let go of me now?”


    “Okay,” Dn answered reluctantly. He knew he had toply. If he stubbornly held on to her hand, would she start to dislike him? He had worked too hard to carve a little ce in her heart to risk losing it now.


    Christina discreetly exhaled. “Are you hungry?”


    “No. I’d rather be discharged and go home,” Dn said.


    “Do you mean Cloudcrest Estate?” Christina asked instinctively. For her, when he mentioned home, Cloudcrest Estate was the only ce in Dorfield that deserved the name.


    Dn’s unwavering eyes locked firmly on Christina, the intensity in his gaze carrying an unspoken weight. “No, we’re going back to Bayview Estates.”


    “Oh.” Christina gave a light, teasingugh, her lips curving yfully as she remarked, “I thought only Cloudcrest Estate could ever im to be your one true home in Dorfield.”


    Without hesitation, Dn’s reply emerged with surprising tenderness. “My home is wherever you are, Chrissie.”


    His words were charged with a depth of feeling that flooded his expression, and in his gaze burned a love that was impossible to disguise.<fna0a7> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n find[?]ovel</fna0a7>


    Christina froze, utterly taken aback, her breath catching. She had never imagined such warmth would spill so easily from his lips. Had this man, after days of being in a muddled state, suddenly unearthed a hidden gift for disarming charm? The simplicity of his deration pierced her heart with a force she could neither resist nor exin.


    Dn, unwilling to let the moment pass, extended his hands and gathered both of hers into his firm grasp. His eyes searched hers with unshakable sincerity as he asked with quiet intensity, “Chrissie, will you give me your answer now?”


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    Christina faltered, her voice trailing, uncertainty breaking her rhythm. She had an answer in her heart, but his sudden question caught her off guard, leaving her at a loss for words.


    With calm patience, Dn leaned closer and spoke with profound earnestness. “Chrissie, no matter the decision you make, I’ll honor it. I’ll never force you, and I’ll stand by you in whatever path you choose.”


    If anyone else had spoken such words, Christina might have doubted them. But Dn was different—every syble he uttered carried weight, and she believed him without reservation. He was a man of integrity, one whose promises were not made lightly but bound to his very soul.


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