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    Elena glimpsed the car and, without changing, wrapped herself in a coat over her pajamas and headed downstairs.


    Wesley’s expression turned concerned the moment he noticed how lightly she was dressed. Without a word, he turned the heat up as high as it would go. “Why didn’t you wear something warmer?” he asked, noting the chilly the wind hadn’t yet brought snow but was bitterly cold.


    Elena sat there, her pajamas deep blue, a gray coat loosely draped over her, slippers on her feet, and her ankles bare.


    Silently, Wesley took her ankle in his hand, his worry apparent. His touch gradually warmed her cold skin.


    In the secluded space of the car, his gestures were so instinctive and familiar that Elena was momentarily taken aback. Had Wesley suddenly abandoned his obsession with cleanliness? He had touched her bare foot, after all.


    Elena gave Wesley a nk look. He smiled gently. “There’s no need to rush. I’m not in a hurry to leave.”


    At that, Elena found herself momentarily speechless. She had been preparing for bed, too reluctant to change out of herfortable pajamas. Gently pulling down her pant leg to conceal her ankle, she asked hesitantly, “Why did youe tonight?”


    As the warmth in the car increased, Wesley didn’t react to her small adjustment. With a calm demeanor, he said, “It seems Elyse has stirred up some trouble again.”


    Elena gave a slight nod, silently prompting him to continue.


    Under the dim car light, Wesley’s eyes studied her face intently. He swallowed, his voice slightly faltering. “She’s been saying that you’re not wanted.”


    Elena’s brow furrowed, and she was left without words. Was this issue so pressing that it warranted Wesley’s personal attention? What made the head of the Spencer Group so avable all of a sudden?


    Her eyes, clear and light brown, glittered like precious stones in the low light.


    Wesley’s gaze then drifted to her lips. Her gaze was captivating, her lips inviting, yet her demeanor remained aloof. He took a deep, silent breath, his gaze tracing her facial features, his expression conveying deep emotions left unvoiced.


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    Softly, Wesley broke the silence. “Elena, you don’t need to look any further. I’m prepared to join your family through marriage.”


    The car was enveloped in a silence so profound they could hear each other’s breathing.


    Elena’s eyes widened in astonishment. Marry into her family? Did Wesley understand the implications of his words? The notion of the Spencer Group’s CEO proposing like this seemed almost unbelievable. Elena blinked slowly. “Wesley, perhaps you should reserve such derations for someone else. I’m not nning on marrying.”


    Elena kept her expression unreadable, hiding any trace of emotion, yet the slight tremor of her eyshes and the subtle blush spreading to her ears betrayed her inner turmoil, though she was unaware of it.


    Wesley noticed, one eyebrow arching as he observed the reddening of her ears. Gradually leaning closer, he paused just near her ear. “To you alone would I ever speak these words,” he whispered, his voice deep and resonant, filling the quiet vehicle like music.


    The night breeze rustled the leaves, casting dancing shadows under the trees. A flutter of unfamiliar emotion caused Elena’s usually steady heart to stumble. Disliking this loss ofposure, she instinctively pushed Wesley away. Distance restored her calm, allowing her breathing to steady.


    Smirking at her gaze, Elena suddenly asked, “Was that your only reason foring here?”


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