Chap 329 Wynter Dreamt Again


    He let her go and spoke softly. “Although this version of you is pleasant, obedient, and likable, I prefer


    you when you’re awake.”


    Wynter’s eyelids felt heavy. She had never experienced such feelings before. She wondered if it was


    something about this man or perhaps


    something about the hotel.


    She wanted to wake up, but the gentle pressure he applied to her back was tooforting. The


    warmth from his body felt just right. She


    decided to let her hand rest as she fell deeper into sleep.


    Dalton watched her with lowered eyes, indulging in how she crumpled


    his pajamas. In the darkness, the beads on his wrist grew increasingly vivid. Their sheen seemed to


    illuminate his eyes.


    “Sometimes I really think about creating a cage just for you,” he


    mused as he brushed his fingers through her long hair. His gaze


    became deeper.


    Everyone said the head of the Yarwood family was as cold as ice,


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    indifferent to everything. That was because no one understood him


    except for himself.


    Regarding affection, he only wanted her to look at him. Dalton knew


    well that she was naturally carefree and difficult to tame. He needed


    more patience, much more.


    Ultimately, he felt that she would be disappointed. He was not a good


    man.


    In the presidential suite, the two of them matched perfectly on a pure white ssic bed. She slept in his


    arms while he gently patted her


    back tenderly. Little did she know, something was stirring, ready to


    Chap 329 Wynter Dreamt Again


    tear through the facade…


    That night, Wynter dreamt again. But the dream wasn’t about her. It was about Dalton.


    In her dream, her beautiful patient didn’t live past 30. He was not fond of talking, only ying chess


    with himself.


    His personality was somewhat gloomy. An indescribable sense of difort arose, perhaps due to his


    overly paleplexion, which gave him a cold demeanor when he looked at others.


    At that time, he had interactions with her. She had listened to Shane’s advice and had not married into


    the Yarwood family.


    No, it was not right to say she listened to her father. It was because too many voices around her said


    that a girl from the countryside like her did not match the bright and pure Yarwood family heir.


    He was wearing a ck coat and standing under a pine tree, coughing incessantly. His grandfather


    wanted to talk to him about marriage. He did not say he would not marry her, nor did he say he


    would.


    He only mentioned that he would not live long and did not want to dy her, so he asked his


    grandfather to consult her instead.