Chapter 88
Sierra whispered tenderly in Dorian’s ear, “It’s Gisele and Aspen.”
Suppressing his difort, Dorian let out a faint “Hmm,” before averting his gaze awkwardly.
Nheless, Gisele’s gaze remained fixed on Dorian. Seeing him casually nce elsewhere, she
couldn’t help but feel suffocated.
Aspen gently patted her arm and whispered, “Don’t worry.”
“Gisele, Aspen, what a coincidence to run into you both,” Sierra spoke up, her voice filled with
delight as she held onto Dorian’s hand, inadvertently revealing the array of hickeys on her porcin
neck. “Why don’t we take a stroll together and grab lunch afterward?”
Gisele and Aspen both noticed Sierra’s cluster of hickeys, with some barely visible on her V- neck
dress that entuated her cleavage.
Gisele wondered if Dorian sought out Sierra after she leftst night because he wasn’t
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satisfied.
Upon pondering this, Gisele’s body instinctively recoiled with disgust, prompting her to take a step
back. Simultaneously, she and Aspen declined with a firm, “No, thank you. We’re
busy.”
Following their implicit rejection, the two exchanged a meaningful nce.
“Ah, that’s a bit disappointing. By the way, are you two a couple?” Sierra asked, her gaze tinged
with envy but her tone gentle. “You both seem very well–suited. Aspen, does Aunt Sandra know
about your girlfriend? Wouldn’t she want you to be with someone who could assist you with your
career?”
Aspen met Dorian’s gaze with a smile. “Having such an amazing girlfriend is a blessing.”
He neither confirmed nor denied his rtionship with Gisele, nor did he address Sierra’s question
about Sandra’s knowledge of his rtionship.
Gisele’s hand remained on Aspen’s arm. From up close, she could sense his subtle trembling and
even noticed his hand unconsciously picking at his palm.
“We’ve finished our shopping. Mrs. Witham Senior is expecting us at home. We won’t keep you any
longer,” Gisele politely remarked, turning to Aspen with a gentle tone. “Shall we head back?”
“Alright.
While Aspen maintained a stoic expression, his bodynguage betrayed his inner thoughts
at that moment.
As the two pairs prepared to go their separate ways, Dorian, typically quiet, unexpectedly broke the
silence. “Wait,” he uttered.
Gisele, who was leading the way, halted in her tracks, her back facing Dorian as she awaited his
further words,
“Did you just reject Sierra’s invitation to go shopping and have a meal?” Dorian’s question pierced
the silence.
While Dorian stood firm in supporting Sierra, his words also served as a warning to Gisele not to
be too arrogant.
After all, he had the power to make life difficult for the Meyer family if he wished.
With her back turned to him, Gisele closed her eyes in despair. Was Dorian truly prepared to let
Sierra disrupt their intimate world just to amodate her, leaving Gisele to wait on the sidelines?
“Gisele,” Aspen murmured, his demeanor calm.
He couldn’t help but feel sorry for Gisele. From his viewpoint, he could see her thick, trembling
eyshes and the pallor of herplexion. She must be feeling very
ufortable.
Gisele managed a bitter smile, her voice strained as she tried to sound nonchnt. “I’m fine. You go
on ahead. I’ll stay for a meal with them and then head back.”
Her voice reached Dorian as he nced back
“Head back after having a meal with them?
Was “head back” still a term they could use in their rtionship?
A wave of anger surged in his chest. Impatiently, Dorian called out, “Gisele Meyer.”
“I’m here.” Gisele’s body reflexively shivered as she quickly turned around.
Sierra stole a disapproving nce at Gisele, narrowing her eyes as she scrutinized Gisele’s attire.
Despite the scorching summer heat, Gisele chose a conservative outfit, revealing only a hint of her
fair neck with a short–sleeved top. She paired it with a navy pleated skirt that reached down to her
calves.
But to Sierra’s surprise, Gisele also had a scarf wrapped around her neck.