I became the Purchased Wife Of The Lycan Prince

Chapter 33

Logan got on his knees as he pulled up Hope with him. The people, who laughed at Hope earlier were quiet suddenly as they didn’t anticipate her husband would come for real. While some women were kind of impressed by Logan’s looks, the men burned. with jealousy to see a man as handsome as Logan.

“You came,” Hope stared into his eyes since she had not expected him in the ball room.

“Of course, | had to come,” Logan said. “You didn’t injure yourself, did you?” he asked with a worried glance at her.

“No. | didn’t. But my heel is broke,” Hope said. “I’m glad you came,” she expressed the gratitude with a smile.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Logan got on his knees when Hope asker him what he was doing. “Place your hand on my shoulder,” he told her and checked her heel. Hope did what she asked to and found everyone had their gazes on them.

“| think we have to go to the room and bring another pair for you,” Logan said as he lifted his head.

“| brought only one pair,” Hope replied. She was the clumsy one, who didri’t take care of herself well and in the process, broke her heel.

Logan shook his head and stood up holding her heel. The next moment, he lifted Hope in his arms in a bridal style. “Hold this,” he handed the heel to her and walked out of the hall.

“| can walk, Logan. Everyone is watching us,” Hope said with an embarrassment on her face.

“Let them watch,” Logan said and instead of going to the room, he took her to the lobby.

“Where are we here?” Hope asked. Logan made her sit on the couch in the lobby.

“Don't you wish the title of best couple tonight? Logan Moore doesn’t lose in anything.” he said and told her to wait for him. He would be back soon. Before Hope could ask him, where he was heading to, Logan left.

Hope looked at her broken heel again. “They all were laughing at me,” she murmured. Letting out a deep sigh, Hope had no way except waiting for her husband.

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Finally, Logan returned after almost fifteen minutes with a bag in his hand. As he got on his knees, and took a pair of new heels. out of the bag, Hope’s eyes widened.

“Logan, you went to buy heels for me!?” Hope couldn't believe her eyes.

“Yeah.” Logan put the heels into her feet. “Not heels but belly kind of shoes,” he asserted. “They look beautiful on you,” Logan affirmed with a smile and sat beside her.

Hope looked at her feet and saw the beautiful pair of white belly shoes with butterfly embroideries on them made of lace. Her eyes brimmed with tears and she thanked

him.

Her heart fluttered after a long time. The strange thing Hope had never experienced. such a kind of feeling before.

“Let's go. | think ball will start soon,” Logan said as he looked at his watch and then stood up from his place. He extending his hand out for Hope, who peered into his eyes. affectionately.

Hope placed her hand in his and rose to her feet.

Logan had the bag submitted at the reception, telling her that he would pick it later and then went to the ball room with Hope. “Great! The dance hasn't begun yet,” Logan said and walked ahead with Hope.

The announcement was already made that the couples should take their positions. The couple who would dance for the longest would win.

The music began playing. It was a romantic piano music, and the lights were closed. Only spotlights were on, focussed at certain parts of the dance floor.

“Logan, | am n-not a good dancer,” Hope suddenly told him, fearing that he might scold

her.

“It's alright. I'm a good dancer. Just follow my lead and have trust in me,” Logan huskily said. His right hand rested on her waist while his left one held her hand as he drew her close. Their faces inched closer.

Hope peered into his eyes and asked him if she press on his shoe, then he had to forgive her.

“It won't happen.” Logan was confident that he would make Hope dance well.

And he started with his first move. Logan twirled Hope, which made her stop breathing

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and pulled her closer than before. Her left hand rested on his shoulder as she held it tightly.

Hope began to move with Logan as he would instruct her. She was so engrossed in his eyes, in him that she even forgot about her surroundings.

“Logan, you are a caring husband,” Hope told him.

“Now, you find me caring,” Logan amusedly arched his brow at her.

“Yeah. You are. | always found you caring. You were the one, who would act cold in between,” Hope reminded him. A smile graced her lips as she admired him internally.

“Did you dance with Olivia before?” Hope asked as she was curious to know the extent. to which Logan loved Olivia.

“We should not talk about her now,” Logan said.

“We won't get the time to talk about you later. | mean, you would avoid me,” Hope stated.

“She is the one, who taught me dance. She took professional dance classes,” Logan asserted.

“Ahh.” Hope found herself worthless in front of Logan’s late lover. So, the dance they were having currently was kind of taught by Olivia to Logan. She couldn't help but feel jealous.

“How did you two meet?” Hope queried.

“Are you sure we should talk about her now instead of focusing on the dance?” Logan was pondering what was in Hope’s mind. “| have to know your past to correct your present,” Hope stated. “Consider me as a listener, who will hear every single thing because you never get to share about them,” Hope explained to him.

Logan peered into her eyes for a while. “Olivia and | were together since middle school. | think we should not talk about her because this moment should stay precious to you,” Logan proclaimed and clearly told her he would not talk about Olivia.

“You have become my present, so talking about my past is insignificant,” Logan advised. her and he touched his nose with hers. 3/4

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