Chapter 125 A Tender Kiss
A series of exquisite French dishes were placed on the table, their rich
aromas filling the air.
The dim, golden light cast a warm glow over the dining area,
highlighting Ryan’s strikingly handsome face. There was an effortless
elegance to him—an air of nobility that came naturally.
My heart started racing again—
Ryan poured me a glass of juice before filling his own with a cocktail.
I glanced at the amber liquid in his glass, licked my lips, and blurted
out, “I wanna try that.”
His gaze immediately dropped to my stomach–full of indulgent
affection, but with a hint of helplessness.
I froze for a second before it clicked, “Oh, I almost forgot—I’m
pregnant. I can’t drink.”
Ryan let out a soft, resigned chuckle and handed me the juice instead.
Clinking his glass gently against mine, he murmured in that deep,
velvety voice of his, “To your survival. May the rest of your life be filled
with happiness.”
A shiver ran down my spine. I knew exactly what he meant–the
kidnapping, the moment I was thrown into the sea, barely making it
out alive.
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Lowering my gaze, I asked in a hushed voice, “Did you find out who
was behind it?”
At the mention of the incident, Ryan’s expression darkened, a sharp
glint flashing through his eyes, “We’re still investigating. They covered their tracks well. So far, nothing useful.”
Leaning back in my chair, I let out a long sigh, trying to lighten the
mood, “Guess being married to someone as famous as you comes
with risks, huh? Even getting kidnapped is a part of the package-”
Before I could say more, Ryan suddenly wrapped an arm around my
shoulders. His grip was firm yet gentle, his gaze locked onto mine
with unwavering seriousness.
“There won’t be a next time,” he said, his voice low and resolute, “I’ll
protect you. I won’t let anything happen to you again.”
I stared at him, momentarily stunned. His words sent an unexpected
warmth spreading through me–one I had never felt before.
“-Okay.” I nodded, almost absentmindedly.
Something flickered in Ryan’s eyes, and suddenly, his gaze turned
intense–burning, as if he could see straight through me.
“Gabby,” he murmured, voice thick with emotion, “will you be my wife?”
I blinked, caught off guard, “Aren’t I already your wife?”
Ryan chuckled, the corners of his lips curling up in amusement. Tilting
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my chin up with his long fingers, he leaned in, his voice dropping to a
teasing whisper.
“Then–can I kiss my wife?”
My breath hitched. My eyes flickered to his lips–so close–and my
cheeks grew hotter by the second. His gaze held nothing but
tenderness and deep affection, pulling me in like an endless sea of
stars.
I didn’t answer. I just stared at him, heart hammering wildly in my
chest.
The next moment, his lips brushed against mine.
His kiss was slow, deliberate–gentle yet intoxicating. Like a feather
gliding over my heart, sending shivers down my spine.
His hand cradled the back of my neck, his warmth seeping into my
skin, spreading through my veins like a slow–burning flame.
My eyes remained open, my mind blank, my breath stolen. The air around us seemed to grow hotter, charged with something
indescribable.
This was the first time he had kissed me since I lost my memory.
And my heartbeat–was completely out of control.
I had no idea how much time had passed before he finally pulled away. I leaned against his chest, breathless, my face burning.
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“I–I never said yes,” I murmured, my voice shaky.
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Ryan let out a low chuckle, “You didn’t say no, either. I took that as
silent consent.”
Unbelievable.
I glared at him, momentarily speechless, then huffed, “You–You totally just took advantage of me!”
Ryan smirked, completely unapologetic, “I’m your husband. If I’m going to take advantage of anyone, it’ll only ever be you.”
I was stunned into silence. ‘Since when was he this shameless?‘
Rolling my eyes, I muttered under my breath, “Forget it. I can’t win an argument with you—”
Ryan suddenly leaned in closer, his expression softening with concern, “Baby, are you mad?” His voice was gentle, laced with genuine worry. “If you don’t like it, I’ll hold back next time.”
I froze, my heart giving an involuntary tremor.
A few seconds passed before I picked up my juice and took a small sip. Then, barely above a whisper, I admitted, “I didn’t–dislike it.”
To be honest, I didn’t mind his closeness at all.
For a brief moment, silence hung between us.
Then, Ryan chuckled, his voice dripping with warmth, “Hmm? So I’ll
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He leaned in again, his eyes twinkling with mischief–and something
deeper, something dangerously irresistible.
“So–how about another one?”
