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Budding Feelings

Wilson stood beside Seraphina. He exuded an air of icy nobility that couldn't be hidden. His face was expressionless, just as it had been countless times before when he had calmly posed for the media, maintaining his distinguished demeanor.

The two of them, with their flawless figures and striking looks, didn't need to strike any specific poses. Just standing there, they rivaled top models.

With one on the left and the other on the right, their elegance and cool beauty clashed yet harmonized perfectly. They exchanged a glance and smiled, the scene imbued with an unexpected warmth and harmony. Seraphina took her phone. She was clearly satisfied with the photo.

"Not bad, right?"

Wilson took a quick look at it and emitted a subtle grunt. He agreed, "Not bad."

Perhaps it was because they were so photogenic that even a casual snapshot became a scenic moment.

Seraphina sent the photo to her phone, thinking she hadn't posted anything on social media for a while. She uploaded it directly to her feed and added a caption.

"A day worth remembering!"

She quickly saw likes from Olivia and Sarah-and then, surprisingly, from Lucius?

Annoyed, she put her phone away.

Seraphina and Wilson leisurely strolled out of the university, passing by students whose gazes naturally gravitated toward them.

Whether it was Wilson or Seraphina, their appearance and composed grace, full of stunning beauty and aristocratic ease, captured everyone's attention.

"Is Ken sent by Mr. Dros? It seems like Mr. Dros really cares about Ms. Cross." Wilson's voice was faint, devoid of any detectable emotion, making it sound like casual small talk. Seraphina raised an eyebrow.

"My dad had him follow me. I suppose he's worried I can't handle things on my own."

Wilson laughed and said, "Mr. Cross is thoughtful, though it's unfortunate that the rain ruined Mr. Dros' carefully planned trip."

"He fell ill due to the rain. I think this trip will probably end early," Seraphina said indifferently.

Wilson raised an eyebrow and said, "Not necessarily. It seems like Mr. Dros is trying to create an opportunity for you two."

"It's a wasted effort. It's enough if my father appreciates it." Seraphina's voice was cold, void of sentimentality. She could clearly distinguish between emotions and gratitude,

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Those long-buried feelings, she hoped never to unearth again.

For Wilson to bring this up, it was likely due to the brief encounters they had through mutual acquaintances like Pierre in recent times. Despite this, he didn't feel much aversion or resistance. "Apologies for bringing up something that displeases you, Wilson said softly, his voice gentle.

Seraphina smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing. Whether you mention him or not, he's still there?

Wilson stared at her profile for a long time before speaking again.

"I hope this doesn't sound too forward, but I have a question. If you don't want to answer, you're free to remain silent."

Seraphina raised her brow and asked, "No need to be so polite, Mr. Rockwell. Ask away?

She gets to decide whether or not she wants to answer his question.

"Ms. Cross, do you still have feelings for Mr. Dros?"

Wilson's question was direct. He genuinely wanted to know the answer.

It was a question everyone seemed curious about.

Seraphina's jaw tensed slightly, and she remained silent. Her eyes darkened just a bit.

In truth, Seraphina had said countless times that she no longer liked Orion.

Yet no one seemed to believe her. Did they think she was lying out of spite?

Just as Wilson thought she wouldn't respond, Seraphina smiled.

Her expression exuded a proud confidence-a confidence deeply ingrained in her, subtly brimming with untapped energy and strength.

"If loving someone means you have to love them for a lifetime, then, Mr. Rockwell, your wife has passed away. Are you really not planning to remarry?"

For question was equally blunt and impolite.

But Seraphina couldn't find any gentler way to convey her feelings.

Hearing such a question, she only had one response-she wanted to snap back!

Wilson was momentarily stunned.

He didn't show any anger or displeasure. Instead, he smiled faintly, his expression gentle and clear.

"I understand now."

There was no need for further explanation. They both knew the answer.

Something quietly stirred within Wilson and began to blossom.

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