Chapter 1097


    Santiago led Cynthia to his car after they emerged from the Moore family residence. He drove back


    to his house first. By then, it was already noon.


    Santiago was not a fan of how Cynthia was dressed that day. While she looked pretty, it also made


    her look distant, high above the rest of the world.


    Hence, he brought Cynthia to the mall to buy her a new outfit. Cynthia tried it on, standing in front of


    the mirror, and looking at herself from every angle. Although she was not used to wearing clothes


    like that, she did indeed look more youthful.


    "Let me see." Santiago eyed Cynthia, who remained standing there. She asked him, "How do I


    look? Do I look alright? I''m not ustomed to dressing up like this. Do you think these shorts are


    too short?"


    Santiago nced at her shorts and replied, "No, they''re not. You should stop wearing high heels.


    They''re bad for your spine. Let''s get you some sneakers."


    Santiago turned around and looked at the shoes disyed nearby. He picked a pair of sneakers


    and handed it to Cynthia. Her feet instantly felt morefortable when she put them on. Santiago


    paid for the clothes and shoes, and together they left for another store, where Santiago bought her


    two more outfits. After that, he brought her to a hair salon.


    "Mr. Santiago, what would you like me to do to her hair?" The hairstylist stood behind Cynthia as


    she inquired. With his legs crossed, Santiago sat behind them and peered at Cynthia''s hair. Then,


    he said, "Give her a hair treatment, but leave her hair color alone. Trim the ends. That''s all."


    Cynthia let out a sigh of relief. Her long hair was one of the assets she was most proud of. She was


    a little worried that he wanted her to chop it all off.


    The process took an entire afternoon. Cynthia rose from the seat and turned around to get


    Santiago''s opinion, only to find him asleep on the couch with a fashion magazine on hisp. It


    seemed that he had lost interest and had fallen asleep quite a while ago.


    Cynthia watched his sleeping face for a moment before she called out, "Santiago."


    Santiago slowly opened his eyes. He put aside the magazine, smiling at Cynthia as he praised her.


    "You look very pretty."


    Santiago got up and nced at the


    hairstylist. "Alright, good work today."


    Santiago led Cynthia out of the salon, upon which they got back into his car and headed to a jewelry


    store. Santiago bought a set of emerald jewelry for Cynthia there.


    Cynthia had seen many things in the Moore family, but frankly, she had never seen such luxurious


    jewelry before.


    "I can''t ept this. I know you''re helping me, but this is far too expensive." Cynthia refused


    Santiago''s gesture.


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    Santiago raised an eyebrow. "What are you afraid of? A little jewelry won''t kill you. The way a


    woman dresses will reflect on her husband as well. Plus, the money that I''m spending is my


    brother''s."


    "Then, that''s all the more reason I can''t ept it." Cynthia insisted as she pushed the items back.


    Santiago opened the box, took out the emerald ne inside and put it on her. Cynthia looked


    down and saw the ne glimmering around her neck. Was there a woman in this world who


    didn''t like jewels?


    Santiago picked up the matching earrings and helped Cynthia fasten them. He then helped put the


    bracelet on her wrist. All of this happened before Cynthia''s eyes unwittingly.


    Cynthia was about to take them off, but Santiago stopped her. He reached out for her left hand and


    slid the ring onto her finger.


    "I''ve given all of these to you. If you don''t want them, then you can throw them away, but I''m sure


    there are many who would fall over themselves to snatch them up."


    "From now on, you are my girlfriend, so you must look good in public."


    "Everything here is paid for using my brother''s money. I won''t be well-off in the future, so it''s fine if I


    use a fraction of his money today."


    While Santiago was speaking, the manager at the store was sweating profusely. What was Mr.


    Santiago doing that day? How was he going to exin to Mr. Jepherson that his brother had spent


    ten million dors? He was being too frivolous.


    Cynthia looked at the jewelry and then back at Santiago. She asked, "Do you really think that it''s


    alright? Won''t your parents reprimand you?"


    "Don''t worry, my brother is the one in charge now, not my parents," Santiago asserted as he walked


    out of the store with Cynthia. He added, "Come on, we''ve been out for nearly the entire day without


    having eaten anything. Let''s go and grab something to eat first. We can continue shoppingter."


    "I think it''s time for me to go home. It''s gettingte. I''ll have to pass on dinner," Cynthia replied,


    looking at the sky outside. The sun had already set. She would get into trouble if she did not head


    back to the Moore family residence then.


    "There''s nothing to worry about, I''ll drive you back there after dinner," Santiago reassured Cynthia.


    They got into his car, whereupon he drove to a restaurant.


    Santiago pulled into the parking lot and entered the restaurant with Cynthia. He had reserved the


    entire restaurant for the two of them, and a troupe of service crew waited on them hand and foot.


    It really wasn''t what Cynthia was ustomed to. Although the Moore family did indulge in their


    wealth, the difference was...


    "You all can leave now. I''ll call for you if I need anything," Santiago instructed the waiters to leave.


    Silence filled the atmosphere around them. The couple ate heartily. Santiago had red wine with his


    meal.


    After dinner, just as Santiago was about to get into the driver''s seat, Cynthia immediately


    interjected, "You were drinking."


    "Then, why don''t you drive?" Santiago went around to sit shotgun. Cynthia knew how to drive, but...


    "Do you trust me?" Cynthia asked as she settled herself into the driver''s seat. Santiago did not


    answer. Cynthia had no choice but to steel herself to drive. On the road, Cynthia asked Santiago


    about their destination. To that, Santiago replied that they were going back to his ce. When they


    arrived at his house, Cynthia informed him that she wanted to head home, but he urged her to stay


    for a while. The color immediately drained from Cynthia''s face upon hearing that.


    "Are you scared that I''ll take advantage of you?" Amusement was written all over Santiago''s face.


    "This is where I live. I was raised here from childhood. There aren''t many rooms, considering how


    many of us there are. Jepherson was lucky, he had the nicest room and the whole room to himself.


    But he had to leave."


    Cynthia thought it over and said, "I should at least inform Flynt about this."


    Cynthia believed that if there was one person who still cared about her in the Moore family, it would


    be her younger brother, Flynt.


    Santiago immediately took Cynthia''s phone and made a call to Flynt. Flynt picked up almost


    immediately, as he had been waiting for that call all the time. Ironically, the only thing he could do


    right then was to look out of the window while waiting for Cynthia toe home.


    "Santiago speaking. Cynthia is going to spend the night at my house. I will send her back tomorrow.


    She was worried that she would get in trouble, so I thought I''d call to inform you."


    After saying that, Santiago hung up. Flynt was seething inwardly. He choked back on his frustration


    and threw his phone against the door.


    As for Cynthia, she did not leave Santiago''s house. She remained there with him.


    Cynthia only realizedter that the house was not the mostfortable ce to stay.


    However, she did not mind it at all. At night, Santiago washed two apples and gave one to Cynthia.


    They ate as they chatted away.


    The two of themy on separate sides of the bed. Santiago turned off the lights first and asked,


    "Why don''t you change out of your clothes and wear this instead?"


    Santiago threw a shirt of his to Cynthia. Cynthia carefully changed into it. Santiago, too, changed


    into a pair of pyjamas. Turning on the lights, he looked Cynthia up and down. Then, he smiled and


    told her, "You look good wearing my shirt."


    Cynthia immediately blushed. She was rendered speechless.


    "You usually talk a lot. Why are you so quiet today?" Santiago leaned to one side of the bed and


    pulled the quilt up. He continued, "You must be tired after that hectic day. You should sleep."


    "Okay." Only then did Cynthia put her clothes away andy down on the bed, covering herself with


    the quilt.


    After Santiagoy down and talked for a while, he soon fell asleep. Cynthia was unable to sleep no


    matter how hard she tried. However, when she looked over at the sleeping Santiago, whose face


    was illuminated by the moonlight that seeped through the curtains, the corners of her lips


    involuntarily curled up. Even if he did not love her, she was willing to be bound to him. It was just


    that in the future, she might need to grow old on her own.


    Cynthia did not sleep a wink all night. When she woke up in the morning, Santiago brought her out


    for breakfast and drove her back home.


    After she returned to the Moore family residence, Cynthia went to greet Johan first, apanied by


    Santiago. Santiago even told her that this was their first visit as an engaged couple. Cynthia


    blushed, saying nothing in reply as she followed behind Santiago to see Johan.