Chapter 109: Chapter 109

I deliberately kept my head down to avoid his gaze, but he intentionally lowered his head to look at me, leaving me no room to escape.

I had to pretend to be calm and continue to play dumb, "I was just joking with you, who told you to answer so seriously?"

"I didn’t take it as a joke, so, it’s your turn to introduce yourself," Daniel Carter still looked at me with those patient, gentle eyes, speaking with shocking words.

I was stunned, completely unprepared for this, "Introduce myself? About what?"

"Hmm..." He thought for a moment, then said earnestly, "Forget about personal assets, those are yours. I just want to know about your emotional world—like, what do you like about Adrian Gordon, and do you still like him now? Also, besides me, who else is pursuing you?"

I was so shocked I widened my eyes, staring at him, my mind in a short circuit.

Is this playing truth or dare? Do I really have to confess this?

"I..." I was flabbergasted, opening my mouth but unable to find words to say.

Daniel quietly watched me, and upon seeing my stammer, even let out an encouraging smile.

"I refuse to answer." I really couldn’t play this game and backed out. Find the newest release on N0v3l.Fiɾe.net

But Daniel was insistent, "No, you asked me, and I answered everything. You must answer my questions too."

His tone remained gentle as usual, with the corners of his eyes and eyebrows still holding a smile, but there was an authority in his words that couldn’t be refused.

I suddenly realized, he is Daniel Carter, the Second Master Carter of the prestigious and noble Brindlewood Carter Family, who can control the situation in any context, beyond reproach.

Under his gaze, I felt entirely uncomfortable, like sitting on pins and needles, and my brain started functioning uncontrollably, pondering over those questions.

"As for Adrian Gordon and I... We’ve known each other since our teens, due to our families being old friends. When I went through family turmoil, he took care of me, and gradually, we just..."

Looking back now, there wasn’t even a formal starting point between us.

It just naturally happened, a course of events, and everyone around accepted that we were a couple.

Later, when Adrian became ill, I naturally took care of him, thinking that was what a girlfriend should do.

In hindsight, the reason he took me for granted, audaciously trampling on my feelings, might have been because it was too easy for him.

That’s just human nature.

You believe that the more you give, the more genuine reciprocation you’ll receive, making the other person cherish and repay you doubly.

In reality, the more you give, the cheaper you seem to the other person, believing you’re clingy and can’t live without them.

Thus, it becomes easy to trample on and hurt you at will.

How foolish of me, realizing this only now, no wonder I got treated by Adrian Gordon the way I did.

"As for what I liked about him..." I frowned, seriously contemplating the question, only to find no genuine reason for my affection.

In the end, I could only mock myself, "Maybe it was because he was handsome and did care for me back then."

Daniel continued swirling his food in the pot, serving it into my bowl, calmly concluding, "You just lacked love since childhood, losing your mother early, and having an indifferent father, while your stepmother abused you—he appeared at the perfect time, and a little bit of kindness bought you over. Truth is, you didn’t love him that deeply; you just sought that warmth. Being too kind and too sensible, you repay tenfold for even a slight kindness from others."

I stared at him, suddenly feeling enlightened.

So, my feelings for Adrian Gordon were ?

Is that why, after being deeply hurt by him, I got over it so quickly and even shifted my affections?

Seeing my foolish look, Daniel smiled and withdrew his chopsticks, lowering his arms, "What, are you just realizing now that you didn’t love him?"

"I... I feel it’s not like that; I do have feelings for him..." I desperately tried to prove to myself that I genuinely treated this first love seriously.

Daniel shook his head, speaking shockingly again, "I don’t believe that a couple in love for over six years, truly in love, would strictly adhere to Confucian etiquette and not cross the line."

First, I widened my eyes to look at him, then my face flushed as I glanced around, afraid someone might overhear.

Once my mind calmed a bit, I whispered in haste, "How, how do you know this?!"

Daniel smiled wickedly, "The night you got drunk on your birthday, I took you home, and you told me yourself."

"What? I told you this? How could it be possible..." An isolated man and woman, and our relationship was rather awkward at the time, how could I casually tell a man that I am a virgin?

I was frantic, overwhelmed, and after collecting my thoughts, I asked, "Tell me clearly, what exactly happened that night, under what circumstances did I say that?"

"Hmm, let me think..." Daniel took a sip of water, slightly furrowing his brow as he earnestly recalled.

I held my breath, staring at him, my mind desperately trying to remember.

But, alas, I was so drunk that night that I completely blacked out.

Daniel stayed silent, and I anxiously tapped the table, urging in a whisper, "Tell me quickly! Don’t try to gloss over!"

Daniel’s smile deepened, with countless stars seemingly falling into his eyes, bright and charming.

"We were in the car, and you lunged at me, probably... trying to take advantage of me, and I dodged away..."

My facial features twisted into a complex expression, indescribable with words at that moment of social death, embarrassment, and shock.

"After I dodged, you said... don’t worry, I’m not easy; even with my ex-husband, after six years together, we never crossed the line—these were your exact words, I remember them clearly."

Daniel stared at me, his smile deepening.

And I was more and more distraught, feeling like I might shatter completely.

"You also said, no man in this world is worth giving myself to, just thought it would be fun to tease me."

I covered my forehead with one hand, keeping my head down, silently wailing inside, too ashamed to face him.

Turns out, I was so absurd when drunk, saying whatever I dared to say.

I didn’t lift my head to look at him and asked muffledly, "What else did I... do to you that night?"

Daniel answered, "Everything that should and shouldn’t have been done."

"What do you mean?" I suddenly looked up, face as red as a 40-degree fever.

I recalled the dream from that night, dreaming about kissing Daniel Carter—connecting it with his words now, I suddenly shivered.

"Did I... I mean..." The words ’kiss you’ were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn’t say them.

Daniel smiled and finished for me, "You said my lips were really soft, like jelly, and it would be nice to kiss them every day."

"..." I was completely speechless, the buzzing in my ears making me feel like I was in a vacuum, losing all consciousness.

I kissed him! I took advantage of being drunk and actually kissed him!

And said such bold, scandalous things!

"So Lily Miller, this is the most genuine reaction when you truly like someone. It’s also why I’m willing to wait for you, to move towards you—don’t say you don’t like me, how could I not see, you like me to death."