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When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 82
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Chapter 82 Do It Yourself Chapter 82 Do It Yourself Menu "Boo hoo... I was so scared, I am most afraid of the dark, I couldn't see... Ah!" She seemed to have been tripped by something, and her steps becnoticeably disordered.

Beatrice heard sound, and Selina must have rushed towards towards her direction.

And in front of her was Caden.

a Selina really knows how to seize the opportunity.

The sound of bodies colliding immediately followed, and Selina indeed got her' way.

Beatrice was about to sneer, when suddenly a dark figure stood in front of her.

She was startled and didn't have tto react when the familiar scent overwhelmed her.

Beatrice was caught off guard and kissed, to the point where she even forgot to escape.

The man smelled like the cold air of a winter day in the sunlight, carrying a chilling warmth after being lightly touched by the thin sun.

He kissed her lightly, not as domineering as before, more like trying to silence her, his breath in disarray but still restrained.

Beatrice was brought back to her senses by the wailing sounds rolling on the ground.

Immediately, footsteps of the maids could be heard coming from the other end of the corridor, and from here, one could see them holding lit scented candles in their hands. Beatrice saw the light getting closer and closer, and she panicked, trying to push away the man i front of her. However, he supported her waist and led her into the room. With a click, the gatekeeper closed the door and locked it.

Beatrice was pinned against the wall by a man, his breaths creating a moist atmosphere.

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As she raised her hand in resistance, the man, however, released her and lightly pressed down on her hand.

"Do you "You..." know if I wanted to drink the nourishing soup?" Caden's hoarse voice was full of allure.

Just as Beatrice was about to speak, there ca knock at the door.

"Ms. Lindsey, I cto bring you candles." Caden stared at her, took a step back and stood behind the door, hands in pockets, completely unconcerned about being discovered.

Beatrice gritted her teeth and managed to open a crack in the door, taking the tray of scented candles from the maid's hand.

She saw two people, "Selina, you wokeup!" Madelynn and Selina, falling down in the corridor.

Madelynn "Ms. Bradford? Is that you?" Selina blurted out.

"What do you mean? Who else could I be?" Madelynn's voice had becnoticeably sharp. Selina immediately corrected herself, "I thought it was Beatrice, Just now, I heard a voice that 58.6% Chapter 82 Do It Yourself Menu sounded like she was here. I'm sorry, I got scared and stumbled. Lethelp you up right away.' Her humility reassured Madelynn.

Madelynn joined in the search for Caden's figure.

"Mr. Caden... Mr. Caden..." Keith also didn't know where he cfrom."Ms. Bradford, Mr. Caden was a bit busy with something, so you should go back and rest." Under the candlelight, Madelynn's face flickered, even the shadow cast on the wall looked somewhat sinister, In the blink of an eye, she turned and looked towards Beatrice's room.

Luckily, Beatrice reacted quickly and immediately closed the door.

There were six scented candles of different heights on the tray, and the scents were somewhat mixed but not unpleasant. Beatrice even leaned in and sniffed them hard. Caden, standing on the opposite side, watched this with narrowed eyes.

scene The candlelight flickered, making Beatrice's eyes appear even more lively. As she pressed her fingertips against her hair and leaned in to smell the scented candle, her lips curved gently, pure and clean.

But on this face, it emitted a seductive desire, using the past tense as the reference tense.

Especially the slightly open white silk shirt collar, a few strands of hair falling on the delicate collarbone, revealing a touch of charm from within.

Caden took a breath, the flickering firelight in front of him, and he approached Beatrice. Beatrice, however, took a step back cautiously.

He lowered his gaze, and Beatrice held her breath, enduring his pressure.

However, Caden simply took the tray from her hands and turned to enter the room, sitting down "Chere." Beatrice pursed her lips, unable to guess his thoughts.

But she couldn't leave either, so she had to walk. away.

Just as I sat down, he pulled my injured hand over.

He took out a burn ointment from his pocket and applied son Beatrice's wond. Beatrice was taken aback, how did he know? The cold sensation quickly replaced her confusion, causing her body to instinctively relax. With the scent of the aromatherapy, I instantly felt that the world beca little clearer. Caden lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, and said lightly, "How do you know about Nyasia's situation? That was news from ten years ago. After the car accident, Nyasia had the news withdrawn." Upon hearing the words, Beatrice's previously relaxed body tensed up again, and her fingers involuntarily curled. She looked at Caden and sighed bitterly in her heart.

58.6% Chapter 82 Do It Yourself I have to thank him for this.

Menu In her previous life, she heard many intermittent messages from outside Caden's study. Although it was not clear to hear.

But she looked back in tand it wasn't difficult.

Even though Nyasia retracted the news about Zachariah, the anonymous car accident news has not been completely erased.

However, she definitely couldn't tell Caden about these.

Beatrice withdrew her hand and didn't look at him."I checked it myself. If Nyasia really likes camellias so much, how could she possibly plant the most vibrant camellia in the small garden closest to the toilet?" Caden looked up, not believing, but also not asking further.

He took out the gauze, "The hand been bandaged yet." hasn't "I can do it myself," Beatrice said as she reached for the bandage in his hand.

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But he didn't let go, instead he used his strength to bring her into his arms.

Beatrice leaned against him, struggling to get up, but his strong and powerful arms effortlessly held her captive against his chest.

Before she could create distance between them, the man's chin rested on her shoulder, his hot breath scorching her ear.

"Don't move," he warned hoarsely.

Beatrice dared not move, allowing him to bandage her wound.

Once she had finished bandaging, she pushed Caden's hand away and struggled to stand up.

But it is also not known whether it was due to injury or not, as soon as his feet touched the ground, they went weak and he fell heavily back onto Caden's legs.

Pressed against his scorching chest, she felt her body burning, unable to control her gasps.

Caden supported her in the palm of his hand, his eyes deep and mysterious. "Not running anymore?" Beatrice bit her lip, her voice trembling slightly as she whispered, "It... it hurts so much, so. hot..." Upon hearing this, Caden leaned closer to Beatrice and observed the blush that had spread across her cheeks, immediately understanding what it meant.

He quickly blew out the scented candle on the table.

The white smoke dissipated in the darkness, and the rain beat against the glass window, still unable to conceal the two intertwined breaths, one deep and one shallow. Outside E the window, the moonlight was veiled with a layer of gauze, casting a faint light that happened to fall on Beatrice. Her face turned red, her eyes were slightly intoxicated, and sweat had already soaked her hairline.

nden's heart surged with hidden emotions as he raised his hand and O gently touched her cheek. The unfamiliar temperature difference made her obeiently nuzzle his palm.

58.6% Menu Her fingertips slipped, and she instinctively tilted her head back, exposing her delicate and vulnerable neck.

Caden caressed the skin on om Beatrice's neck, and she suddenly took a sharp breath feeling a subconscious roll in her throat. His hand paused for a moment, as if it had been burned by something. In the next instant, Beatrice felt a scorching breath fall on her neck.

"Feeling uncomfortable?" Caden murmured hoarsely.

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