Chapter 440

Chapter 440:

“Try this pan-fried squid roll. Do you like it?” he asked, placing a neatly rolled piece on my plate, his golden eyes shining with pride. “I know you love spicy food, so I added extra chili.”

I smiled, warmth spreading through me as I took a bite. “Thank you, I love it. It’s perfect,” I replied softly, savoring the burst of flavors as we continued to chat casually.

My gaze kept drifting back to him—his face somehow even more captivating under the soft glow of the lights. His golden eyes were deep, almost hypnotic, and the way his lips curved slightly upward made my heart skip a beat. He looked so charming, so impossibly perfect that I found myself wishing, if only for a moment, that time would freeze.

If only this could last forever.

After dinner, we moved to the sofa, lounging comfortably as we exchanged stories and laughter. But then, his expression shifted—serious, almost pensive. Clayton turned to me, his voice low and sincere.

“Makenna, I want to stay here.”

I blinked in surprise, not sure I’d heard him right. “Stay here? Don’t you need to go back? What about Molly?”

Clayton reached for my hand, holding it gently between his own. “I haven’t been home in a while, Makenna. To be honest, I’ve been avoiding Molly from the very beginning.”

I studied him for a moment, my thumb gently brushing against the roughness of his jawline. He looked worn out, like he hadn’t slept well in days. A pang of sympathy hit me hard.

“If you stay here, won’t that cause problems? What if your father finds out and blames you?”

Although I wanted Clayton to stay, I was still worried.

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐬.𝐜𝐨𝐦

His arms wrapped around me, pulling me close as he spoke softly into my ear. “I’ve already done what my father wanted by…”

Letting Molly move into my house, but where I live? That’s still my decision.”

For a moment, I could barely speak, my throat almost choking with emotion. I hugged him back, giving him silent permission to stay. It felt like the right thing to do.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Evie stepped in, her eyes widening at the sight of us locked in each other’s embrace. She froze, her hand halfway to the doorknob, looking like she was about to bolt out of the room. I quickly released Clayton, chuckling softly as I called out to her.

“Evie, you’re just in time. Go ahead and prepare a room for Prince Clayton. He might be staying with us for a while.”

“What?” Evie looked confused, but she nodded obediently. “Oh, okay!” she muttered, hurrying off to get things ready.

I watched her disappear down the hall before another thought struck me. “Wait, Evie!” I called again. “Prince Clayton will need a study. Can you prepare that too?”

But when I turned back to Clayton, I noticed a slight frown. His gaze was filled with mild disapproval.

“Makenna, I want to share a room with you.”

My cheeks immediately flushed, the heat rushing up to my ears as Evie giggled from the hallway.

“No way!” I stammered, feeling my face burn under his gaze. “That’s—no! You can’t!”

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