Chapter 324 Confession
Chandler added, "But even if you hadn't called me, I would've found another way to get close to you. You're the one for me."
His words left Meryl both shocked and surprised.
"I've liked you for a long time, ever since you saved me ten years ago. It was love at first sight," Chandler smiled slightly.
Meryl was so taken aback that she didn't know what to say. She thought, "How is this even possible? We only met briefly ten years ago, yet Chandler says he fell for me at first sight? But looking at him now, with that serious expression, there's no hint of a lie. He's being completely honest. I can’t believe he’s so innocent when it comes to relationships.
But thinking about it, it actually makes sense. Chandler’s never been involved in any scandals with women. Could it be that he avoided other women because of me? Then, when I lost faith in Dalton, he stepped in at just the right moment?"
Meryl found this realization both incredible and heartwarming. She thought, "So, this is what happens when a man truly cares about you. He willingly avoids other women. How could that be considered taking advantage of the situation? It’s exactly what I wanted."
Chandler’s confession left Meryl feeling unexpectedly delighted. She couldn’t help but reach out and ruffle his messy hair. “Chandler, how can you be so cute?”
and hard edges. He didn’t quite understand how such a word could apply to him.
Meryl smiled wider, gently squeezing his cheeks and pulling his lips into a grin. No woman could resist a man who was this devoted, and Meryl was no exception. She cupped his face and kissed him firmly.
Seeing the affection in Meryl’s eyes, the anxiety Chandler felt began to fade. His mood lifted along with it.
Chandler pulled Meryl closer, letting her rest against his chest. He then tilted his head and pecked on her rosy lips. “Honey, as long as you’re happy. I just want you to love me a little more.”
Maybe it was the atmosphere or that they had opened up to each other. Chandler stared at Meryl intensely. He playfully brushed the tip of her nose. “Mrs. Aniston, shall we go home?”
Their bodies were pressed so close together that Meryl could feel Chandler’s growing desire. The atmosphere suddenly shifted, becoming intimate and delicate. She blushed awkwardly.
Right after dinner, Chandler wrapped his arms around her from behind. He looked at her with a burning intensity.
Tonight, his passionate kisses trailed over every inch of Meryl’s skin. The light above them seemed to flicker wildly as Chandler was on her.
Meryl, overwhelmed by Chandler’s deep affection, felt both shy and sweetly content. Knowing now the depth of his long-hidden feelings, she responded to him.
Sweat glistened on their bodies as they intertwined, lost in each other for hours, while the sky outside grew steadily brighter. Their movements became more fervent, driven by raw emotion.
“Do whatever you need to do with Lydia,” Chandler murmured between heavy breaths. “Don’t hold back, even though she’s pregnant. No need for hesitation. If anything happens, I’ll take care of it.”
Meryl’s skin flushed a soft pink, especially in the places Chandler had marked with his lips, each spot carrying a hint of passionate red. Completely exhausted, she sank into the bed, drifting into a deep sleep.
Chandler took care of cleaning up afterward, his expression soft and tender, as though he were protecting something truly precious.
When Meryl finally woke up, daylight had long filled the room.
Chandler was gone, likely dealing with urgent matters at the Galaxy Holdings Group’s international branch, where there was no holiday break.
She recalled Chandler’s words from the night before and pressed her lips thoughtfully. She would deal with Lydia, but not yet.
Lydia was pregnant and being hidden away by Charlotte. A pregnant woman couldn’t be imprisoned.
But even if Meryl didn’t make a move, Lydia wouldn’t have it easy.
Dalton. And knowing Dalton as she did, Meryl was certain he wouldn’t let Lydia stay by his side any longer.
Lydia cared deeply for Dalton, so the pain of being abandoned and pushed into despair by the man she loved would hurt far worse than anything Meryl could inflict.