Chapter 361

Instead of wasting time overthinking, it was better to rest early and save her energy for the battles waiting tomorrow.

Seeing that Aurora had let it go, Lucas took the opportunity to gently press her down beneath him.

Their bodies were close, their breaths brushing against each other’s skin as they spoke in hushed tones.

Between lingering kisses and quiet laughter, Aurora could feel her body warming, her heartbeat rising in rhythm with his.

Lucas’ breath had grown heavier, too.

The space between them thickened with intimacy, the unspoken tension curling and building.

Even the moon seemed too shy to peek in on them, hiding behind the clouds.

It was a night destined to be filled with nothing but good dreams.

The next morning, when they woke, they exchanged a smile, clearly both still caught in the glow of the night before.

Aurora, for once, looked genuinely bashful.

She tugged the covers up and playfully scolded, “This is your fault. Look how late we woke up.”

Lucas caught her hand and pressed a tender kiss to her fingers. “Can’t help it. You’re just far too irresistible.”

With a face like his, any sweet talk sounded even more lethal.

Aurora couldn’t take it.

She quickly picked up something nearby and pretended to be distracted.

“Stop flirting,” she muttered.

Opening her phone to casually check the latest updates, she only intended to skim through.

But the moment she glanced at the screen, her entire body froze.

Her expression stiffened, caught between confusion and disbelief.

Lucas noticed immediately and leaned in closer. “What’s wrong? Why that look?”

Aurora, still stunned, handed him the phone without a word.

“Those comments I saw yesterday… they’re all gone,” she said slowly.

Then, a flash of anger crept into her voice.

“Why is everything online now just endless slander against you?”

Lucas remained unfazed, his long fingers lazily scrolling through the screen, expression calm and unconcerned. “They’re just jealous, that’s all. I don’t care what they say about me.”

“But I do.”

Aurora cut in, her voice firm, her eyes filled with pain as she looked at him.

Meeting her gaze, Lucas felt his heart stutter unexpectedly.

He cleared his throat, lips tugging into a slightly amused smile. “What’s this? Feeling sorry for me now?”

This time, Aurora didn’t deny it. She met his teasing with a steady answer. “You’re my man. If I don’t feel sorry for you, who will?”

Lucas froze.

He hadn’t expected her to say it so openly, without any hesitation or retreat.

A slow, delighted smile curved on his lips, his whole face lighting up with a charming, dangerous warmth.

He reached up and gently pinched her cheek, eyes soft with affection. “As long as I have your care and support, that’s enough. I don’t need anyone else’s approval.”

“You don’t need to worry about what people online are saying.”

But Aurora couldn’t help herself.

She reopened her phone and looked at the comments again, every line like a thorn stabbing into her heart.

How could someone so good to her—so protective and gentle—be dragged through the mud like this?

This was their life, not the public’s. No one else had the right to judge what they didn’t understand.

The internet, however, was full of venom.

“I’ve seen that Walton heiress in person—she’s stunning. No idea what that man’s background is.”

“Exactly. A woman that beautiful, and she ends up with him? Talk about wasted potential.”

Aurora’s fingers tightened around the phone.

These people had no clue who Lucas was, and they had no right to speak as if they did.