Chapter 331 The Kiss

Jude’s research team was so advanced that it could probably compete with big national labs.

“If I explained the theory, it would take three days and nights. Want me to try?” Jude asked.

“Uh… Forget it. I hate studying. I’d rather just enjoy this.”

Tilda pushed away her curiosity. Today was too perfect for boring talk about science.

She sat on the flower-covered swing.

Yes… this was real.

Jude stood behind her, gently pushing.

Her red gown floated in the air as she held on to the ropes.

She squinted, catching the faint smell of wind and snow.

He must have set up something to bring the storm inside.

It wasn’t cold. It actually felt nice.

Click–clack. Click–clack.

In the shadows, Tilda heard something that sounded like camera shutters.

But she didn’t care.

She swung until she was satisfied.

“Alright, Jude, I’m done.”

“Okay.”

His voice was soft. The swing slowed to a stop.

She started to stand when the hall suddenly lit up.

Lights flooded the space.

No one else was in sight. But music filled the room.

First, a cello. Then the piano joined in.

It was a well-known Christmas song.

And then… Jude stepped in front of her.

He dropped to one knee and held Tilda’s hand.

His face was serious, almost reverent.

The proud and noble king actually dropped to his knees….

The people hiding in the dark were shocked, their faces full of disbelief.

Jude knew very well that others were watching.

They were his loyal men, always ready to follow him.

But even in front of them, Jude still went down on one knee to Tilda.

That alone showed just how much she meant to him–the woman he had worked so hard for, even flying all the way to Motrar himself just to plan Christmas Eve.

“May I have the honor of asking the most beautiful lady tonight to dance with me?”

His deep, smooth voice showed the charm of a true gentleman.

Tilda had once told him his smile looked very handsome.

So, right now, Jude gave her a warm and gentle smile straight from his heart.

“Of course.”

At this point, what reason did Tilda have to say no?

She took his hand. Together, they moved to the music.

His left hand rested lightly on her waist. His right hand held hers.

From this close, Jude could see the smooth curve of her cheek. It was so delicate that it looked like it could break.

He caught her sweet scent too. It made him want to kiss her right there.

Thump, thump, thump.

He swallowed hard.

The woman he loved was in his arms, but he had to hold himself back.

After all, he was still just a man. This was straight-up torture.

“Your steps are great, Tilda. Who taught you?” he asked, trying to distract himself.

“I’m self-taught. You know Omega-types… We pick things up fast. Also, you know what the ending of this song means, right?”

Her words nearly stopped his heart.

Jude picked this song for their dance, but he also hid a little secret reason inside it.

That secret was easy to miss.

But still, Tilda caught it.

And she even said it out loud!

The very next moment, as the music was about to end, Tilda stood on her tiptoes and kissed Jude on the lips.

Just like Jude had wished for.

When this Christmas waltz ended, the princess would kiss the prince.

Just like the last line of the song says, “A kiss falls into my heart.”

If Tilda had ever taken dance lessons, she would’ve known this famous piece.

And she would’ve also known the story about the final kiss.

This was the “trap” Jude had planned all along.

Even Jude felt nervous inside.

If Tilda had pretended not to get it and brushed it off, it would mean Jude still hadn’t done enough, that he hadn’t won her heart.

But… Tilda answered him.

She broke every doubt with that kiss.

She gave back all the love Jude had poured out to her.

The Christmas waltz finally stopped.

Tilda pulled away, tilting her small face up in Jude’s arms.

Her red lips had left a mark that belonged only to Jude.

Thump, thump.

Her heart raced fast.

She was falling deep into Jude’s eyes, which were burning darker and deeper with desire.

That kiss was really just a sudden impulse from Tilda.

Because the moment she remembered the kiss at the end of the song’s story, she had already guessed why Jude chose this piece.

During the whole dance, Tilda had thought of so many things, especially all the moments she’d shared with Jude.

And finally, she just couldn’t hold back anymore.