CHAPTER 68: CHAPTER 68: HE WANTS TO CONFESS

"...The person Maeve Lane has been chasing for a month without success, do you think you have a chance?"

Sylvia Lane originally thought that Henry Hughes, being such a charming, suave man, would have a soft spot for beauty.

But as soon as he spoke, his words were even more hurtful to Sylvia than Maeve’s earlier ones!

If you asked Sylvia Lane what she hated the most?

The first thing she’d think of would definitely be—being compared to Maeve Lane!

From childhood till now, whenever she was compared to Maeve Lane, she never won!

It has to be said, Henry Hughes’ straightforwardness occasionally works quite well.

To prevent him from talking more about the gap between her and Maeve, Sylvia Lane proactively picked up the napkin Maeve had placed by her side, dried her tears, and started eating, "I understand, I’ll study hard now."

Henry Hughes had a bellyful of words left unsaid.

He never knew how to pursue Maeve Lane, but these words opened up a topic, a way for him to reveal Maeve’s image in his heart!

Let Maeve know how beautiful and breathtaking she is in Henry Hughes’ mind.

Girls all love hearing compliments about themselves!

Maeve Lane is surely no exception!

Therefore, even though Sylvia Lane had stopped crying, Henry Hughes cleared his throat and didn’t stop, continually praising Maeve by Sylvia’s side—

"Look at your sister, right? She’s so beautiful, a true beauty, and so intelligent. The ratio of girls to boys in Aurelia University’s finance major is 1 to 10, especially in your sister’s class, girls are single-digit, which shows how outstanding your sister is in both academics and character."

After saying this, Henry caught Maeve turning her head to glance at him, causing his heart to race, "From the first moment I saw your sister, I felt she was different from other girls. She has a wildness and intensity in her that reminds one of a wild rose under the cold moon, mysterious and dangerous..."

Maeve’s expression was calm, but Sylvia Lane’s face turned pale!

Since Maeve went to college, no one dared to praise her like this in front of her!

She wished she could leave right away!

Sylvia regretted deeply, she shouldn’t have come to Aurelia University expecting to see Maeve embarrassed, only to embarrass herself completely, and now forced to sit there listening to this man endlessly praise Maeve!

Not satisfied with just speaking, Henry Hughes continued.

Maeve occasionally cast a glance at him, seemingly encouraging, making Henry’s heart race with excitement.

In reality, Maeve was just treating his words like some snacks.

Being praised, it is impossible to feel unhappy.

Maeve thought to herself, but regretted it the next second.

Because, Henry Hughes, not content with just speaking, directly started singing.

He sang a classic love song, his gaze towards her was passionate yet somewhat... shy?

In that moment, chewing on peanuts, Maeve thought she had traveled through time.

The place she was sitting at seemed to change from Aurelia’s famous hot pot restaurant to a place of revelry.

And Henry Hughes became a flower-boy of the brothel who sells art, not his body.

Although this flower-boy was rather tone-deaf, and if his voice was any louder, it might be considered a public disturbance...

Maeve considered finding something to block her ears.

Tsk, Henry Hughes is really handsome, how can his singing be so... indescribable.

Sylvia Lane couldn’t stand it any longer, "Sis, I’m leaving now. Dad just called me, something came up at home. I’ll come see you another day."

Maeve: "Mm." Actually, she wanted to leave too.

Henry Hughes paused, focusing intently on Maeve.

He thought the atmosphere was perfect, his gaze was deep enough, and the female protagonist was listening... quite seriously.

If he didn’t confess now, when would he?

Henry Hughes opened his mouth with anticipation, "Maeve Lane, how do you think I sang?"

Maeve smiled, "It was good, but don’t sing next time."

Henry Hughes: "..."