Discover Novels Library Profile

The blind billionaire's fake finance - Chapter 4


Chapter 4


Like Finn, Annie's future looked bleak with no silver lining, and everything appeared dark and dismal. However, Finn was certainly much luckier than Annie because he was still a wealthy billionaire with considerable assets in the country, with a vast fortune he had amassed when managing his father's company and his own business. In contrast, Annie had nothing.
When Annie was in pain and desperate, she couldn't help but look around, feeling lost and sighing deeply. Despite her unwillingness, life had to go on.
Annie woke up without time for breakfast the next day, hastily got dressed, and hurried to work. Her words to her mother weren't entirely false. Currently, she works as a server at a well-known five-star restaurant in the city, earning a stable income.
Upon arrival, other staff members were also changing into their uniforms to prepare for the morning shift. Manager Denis greeted Annie with a gentle smile. "Good morning, Annie."
Annie tried to appear cheerful and returned the greeting. She chatted briefly with Denis and then changed into her work attire. They were always on high alert near the start of their shift to welcome customers.
Annie had a busy morning, and it wasn't until a few hours into her shift that she had time to stand next to Denis and chat. The two of them stood in a corner of the restaurant, already changed into comfortable clothes. Denis began speaking slowly.
"Annie, I proposed your salary advance to the higher-ups, but they didn't approve it. I'm sorry I couldn't help you."
Previously, when Isolde had to go to the hospital, Annie had been in a rush and had asked Denis to help her get an advance on her salary for this month and the next to cover some of the medical expenses. Denis had been more than willing to assist. However, this required approval from higher management, and Denis was worried about Annie when the outcome didn't meet their expectations.
Seeing Denis's concerned expression, Annie reassured him with a soft and soothing voice.
"It's okay. Regardless, I appreciate you. Before this, you also lent me a large sum of money, and you even helped me propose to get an advance on my salary. I'll pay you back soon."
Denis was a kind and compassionate man. When Annie was struggling and desperate to cover the medical expenses for her mother, he loaned her money and assisted her in requesting an advance on her salary. Annie was so grateful for his help. 
"So, how is your mother's medical bill? I have some well-off friends, and I can ask them to lend you money," Denis offered, showing deep concern for Annie's situation.
Annie shook her head, indicating that she would handle it herself, and assured Denis that she had a wealthy friend who had lent her substantial money. She didn't want to bring up the complex relationship between her and Sofia, so she chose to tell a white lie and nodded to reassure Denis that everything was fine. Denis briefly felt reassured and didn't press further, changing the subject.
"Alright, that's good to hear. Have you been able to visit your mother at the hospital? I also want to visit her. After all, we're colleagues, and it's something we should do."
"Moreover, my mom is also in the same hospital, and it seems like she's in the same ward as your mother. I also plan to visit her this afternoon."
Denis was Annie's closest colleague at the restaurant, so she couldn't refuse his genuine offer. On their way to the hospital, Denis wanted to buy many things to bring as gifts, but Annie had to intervene several times to stop him. Eventually, Denis arrived at the hospital to visit her mother with a bouquet of fresh flowers and a carefully packaged bag of fruit.
"In fact, you didn't need to buy so much; just coming with me to visit my mom is enough," Annie couldn't help but say quietly on the way back, feeling somewhat uneasy that Denis had to spend so much money. However, Denis shook his head and said it was alright; they didn't need to be so distant.
On their way back, they stopped by the roadside and bought four more lunchboxes before heading to the hospital. Annie feels guilty about Denis spending a lot and whispers to Denis that they didn't need to go to such lengths. But Denis shook his head, assuring her that it was not necessary.
They arrived at the hospital and bought some additional food before entering. When Annie mentioned the room number where her mother was staying, Denis appeared surprisingly surprised.
"What a coincidence! My mother is also in that room too."
It was a relatively small hospital in the city, so patients were often placed in shared rooms, even if their medical conditions were unrelated. Denis's mother had slipped down the stairs a week ago due to a careless accident, resulting in minor injuries and fractured bones, requiring her to stay in the hospital for observation.
It was unexpected that they would end up in the same hospital room with Annie's mother.
When they entered the room, Joyce and Isolde were engaged in a cheerful conversation. They turned to look as they heard footsteps.
"Mom, I brought lunch for you," Annie said with a charming smile, placing the lunchbox on the small table beside the hospital bed. Denis, by her side, also spoke up.
"Hello, ma'am. I'm Annie's colleague. Today, I brought a little gift for you. It's quite a coincidence; I didn't expect you to share the hospital room with Annie's mom."
Isolde was a gentle and kind-hearted woman. She politely thanked Denis and invited him to sit down. Joyce, on the other hand, seemed pleased and somewhat amused.
After the initial greetings, the four people gathered around the small table for lunch, and the atmosphere was relatively warm.
Joyce seemed to have a fondness for Annie, constantly asking about her job and her relationship status. She even inquired about Annie's feelings toward Denis. In the face of such enthusiastic curiosity, Annie responded somewhat hesitantly, and Denis, noticing something unusual, also asked uncertainly.







Chapter 5: Slow Approach

"Mom, have you heard Annie mention someone recently?"
Annie and Isolde exchanged dreamy and unclear glances, and Denis hesitated while trying to explain. Lately, whenever he visited his mother and took walks with Annie, she frequently mentioned the patient's son, who shared the room with her mother. 
Joyce seemed so pleased and fond of this girl, constantly praising her for being obedient, adorable, and well-behaved. Denis had heard so much about her that he became curious about this girl, not knowing that it was Annie all along.
Joyce nodded happily, openly admitting to it. She smiled at Annie, sitting beside her, her eyes filled with affection.
"Annie, do you have a boyfriend? Denis is single, and if you're available, you should consider him."
Joyce's overly explicit words left Annie blushing, and she was about to open her mouth to explain, thinking of the deal she had with Sofia earlier. However, before Annie could say anything further, Isolde quickly responded.
"Not yet. Annie is a hardworking and compassionate young girl. She has to work tirelessly to earn a living because of my illness. Until now, she hasn't had a boyfriend."
Annie looked at her mother with a sense of despair, silently imploring her to stop, but the story continued to unfold, slipping out of her control. Joyce and Isolde continued to chat enthusiastically, introducing their children as if Annie and Denis were genuinely about to fall in love.
Denis, equally stunned as Annie, glanced at her with a mix of helplessness and confusion. Annie forced a faint smile and obediently ate her meal, pretending to be oblivious.
Joyce and Isolde talked fervently, and in no time, they discussed the possibility of Annie and Denis dating, expressing their wholehearted support and delight. In the end, Annie and Denis had to make excuses to leave the conversation, which had taken an odd turn. Both walked away with forced smiles and awkwardness.
"Please don't take what my mom said too seriously; she was just teasing," Annie assured Denis, avoiding eye contact.
Noticing Annie's discomfort, Denis refrained from pressing further and remained silent as he dropped her off at home.
As they bid each other farewell, they could see the awkwardness in each other's eyes, which was far from the comfort they had initially shared. Annie gave Denis an awkward farewell and hurried inside her home. She believed that the fewer people who knew about her deal with Sofia, the better. Therefore, she dared not get too close or distant from Denis to avoid hurting and disappointing him afterward.
With these thoughts in mind, Annie lightly patted her cheek to quickly forget the recent incident, refocusing her mind to prepare for what lay ahead.
…
The following morning, as per the agreement with Sofia, Annie was to move her belongings to Finn's house to make it more convenient to care for him at all times. Sofia drove to pick up Annie, providing continuous instructions during the ride.
"While Finn is blind, there are many people to help him at his home, so don't reveal any weaknesses that might affect my image."
"Also, you should reduce your part-time jobs and focus on looking after Finn to make people praise me for being responsible and kind. I will pay you extra money so you won't lose out."
"Later, I'll also buy you some expensive clothes and jewelry to wear when guests visit Finn or when you go out with him. Remember, when you are at home, you can wear your shabby clothes, but when you meet anyone other than Finn, you must dress elegantly like a noble lady to match me."
Annie silently noted all of Sofia's instructions without any complaints. After all, the amount of money Sofia had provided was substantial, so all her demands seemed reasonable.
When Annie arrived at Finn's doorstep, Sofia handed her a new phone and helped her call the maid to come and assist. Sofia then arrogantly drove away. Fortunately, the maid, Keelin, was a gentle and helpful woman. She enthusiastically helped Annie move her belongings inside.
As Annie stepped into the clean house wearing her fluffy slippers, she heard a deep male voice.
"You must be Sofia, right? Go back; I don't need your pity."
"You've also noticed that I'm just a blind man. I'm no longer the heir to power, so you can seduce Hubert instead of trying to win me over."
"I'm more than willing to help you announce the damn cancellation of this wretched engagement."
Listening to the cold and disdainful tone, Annie tilted her head to look at the man leaning against the sofa. He wore a simple hoodie and long pants. His face was handsome as sculpted with striking features: a high, straight nose, thin lips, and fair, captivating skin. However, his deep, unseeing eyes were intense. Based on Annie's deduction, this man was Finn, her younger sister's fiancé.
At this moment, seeing that Annie hadn't responded, Finn furrowed his brow, his hand on the sofa tightening as he spoke again.
"Don't you understand? I said, Go away; I don't need care, and I despise you."
Finn had met Sofia a few times in real life and had a sense of her personality: arrogant, money-hungry, and craving attention. She was definitely not the kind of person who would willingly help when he was blind.
The reason for her appearance was that if she abandoned him now, it would be bad for her reputation. Finn didn't need this pretense. Besides, he didn't like having strangers in his house.
"I won't go anywhere. I am your fiancée, so I should stay with you during this hard time. If you don't want to be bothered, I will always keep quiet and won't approach you."
Annie replied gently, trying to soothe Finn's irritability. In that situation, Finn could become sensitive and irritable, and Annie didn't want to provoke him into an argument. So she softly asked Keelin to help her carry her suitcase to the room opposite Finn's.
"Huh, pretending, huh? If you want to stay, stay. And if you can't, then leave. I won't hold you back."
Finn didn't bother saying more; he got up from the sofa and slowly went upstairs. Seeing Finn's slow and difficult steps, Annie gently sighed. It seemed that her life from now on wouldn't be easy. Finn's clear thoughts about disdain and resentment toward Sofia were evident, and Annie couldn't ignore them.







Chapter 6: Harmony relationship

After Finn had gone upstairs in a cold manner, Annie had no choice but to follow him, keeping a safe distance to avoid making him feel uncomfortable. Back in her room, Annie slowly began to tidy up her belongings, neatly stowing them away in the drawers. Since she had brought very few possessions, Annie quickly completed the task.
Annie wasn't accustomed to idleness, so after sitting around for a while, she decided to go downstairs to find Keelin, who was busy in the kitchen.
"Hi, can I help you with anything?" 
Annie asked with a hint of boredom in her voice. Keelin had heard of Sofia's reputation as a haughty and disdainful fiancée, even going so far as to pour wine over the head of the maid in her home just because the food wasn't to her liking. Therefore, Keelin was initially wary when Annie approached. However, Annie's demeanor and warm smile quickly dispelled any reservations.
"Don't worry; I just want to help you prepare dinner. May I join in?" Annie spoke sincerely, her face radiating purity and sincerity. Keelin, impressed by Annie's willingness, nodded in agreement. She gently asked Annie to prepare a truffle mushroom dish for dinner, and Annie eagerly got to work, surprising Keelin with her efficiency.
The initial impression of a snobbish heiress quickly dissolved, and in no time, Keelin found the rumors about Sofia were unwarranted. The atmosphere soon became harmonious, as Annie's previous experience working as a sous chef at a Michelin-starred restaurant allowed her to prepare even the most luxurious dishes in an easy way. Keelin couldn't help but praise the exquisite meals Annie was preparing.
"Is this dinner for Finn? Let me take it upstairs for you." 
Understanding Keelin's intent, Annie took the initiative to bring the meal to Finn. She believed that approaching Finn slowly and cautiously could reduce his aversion to her, so she eagerly seized every opportunity to get closer to him.
"Sure, thank you," Keelin replied.
Annie carefully carried the tray of exquisite dishes upstairs and politely knocked on Finn's door.
"Finn, may I come in? I've brought dinner for you."
Finn, who had been sitting by the window, lost in thought, heard Annie's voice. His expression revealed his impatience, but he responded with a chilly "If you have no objections, then come in."
Annie gently pushed the door open and entered. Finn's room was minimalist, predominantly black and white, with everything neatly organized. Finn was sitting at a small table near the window, his face slightly downturned, making it hard for Annie to read his emotions.
She placed the tray on the small table, her voice soft as she explained.
"I've placed the food in front of you, and you can reach out to get it. If you don't mind, I can even lend you a hand to locate the position of the food," Annie said.
The more Finn listened, the more he felt that Annie was hypocritical, harboring a deep disdain for a blind person like him. But he had to maintain an appearance of gentleness. In just a few encounters, Finn realizes that his fiancée wasn't the type of person Annie pretended to be, and what he despises the most is the deception.
"Step aside. From now on, you won't have to bring food here; Keelin will handle that."
Since unintentionally losing his sight, Finn has become incredibly sensitive to how people treat him. Previously, there were many maids and even a personal butler in his apartment, but he had let them all go and retained Keelin, who had been helping with household chores and cooking for Finn since his birth.
Finn didn't want anyone else coming to live here, disrupting his life, or witnessing his struggles, leading to feelings of pity or disgust. So, Annie's presence in the house left him really dissatisfied.
Furthermore, what Annie is doing seems like she is pitying Finn's situation, and he detests people who pitied him at this point in his life.
Not discouraged by the rejection, Annie spoke softly, "It's okay. I have some free time, so I'm helping Keelin a bit. Why don't you try the food to see if it suits your taste? Today, I've prepared some nutritious dishes for your health."
Annie's gentle and unaffected manner was unfazed by Finn's coldness, which made him feel like he was punching a cushion. He gritted his teeth and continued speaking.
"I've already said it; there's no need to pity me. Don't pretend to be kind in front of me; this makes me nauseating."
Annie acted as if she hadn't heard, continuing to advise.
"Alright, go ahead and eat to keep it warm. In a little while, the food will no longer be as delicious when it's cold."
Annie's stubbornness succeeded in infuriating Finn. He furrowed his brow and angrily knocked the food off the table, creating a jarring and headache-inducing sound.
"Are you deaf, or do you not understand human language? I already said, Stay away from me. I don't need your care or cooking; it's unnecessary."
Finn's actions also frightened Annie, and her gaze became concerned. Annie tried to remain calm, silently cleaning up the mess on the floor, not saying anything further.
Though Finn couldn't see, he heard the sound of porcelain clinking as Annie bent down to clean up, and he coldly added, "You don't need to pretend to be diligent here; just let Keelin handle everything. You can leave now."
Annie bit her lip, quickly cleared away the broken pieces into a tray, and then left Finn's room. In front of Keelin, who was waiting outside with a surprised expression, she shook her head slightly to signal that everything was fine and asked Keelin to prepare a fresh meal for Finn and bring it in.
"Also, bring in a tube of burn cream. When I knocked over the soup bowl, Finn got a slight burn on his hand."
Annie's voice remained soothing and pleasant, as she had long grown accustomed to incidents like this. When working as a restaurant server, she had been splashed with hot liquid and even slapped in the face by customers when they were dissatisfied with her attitude.
Keelin sighed, patted Annie's shoulder in consolation, and then carried another lunch tray upstairs. When Keelin knocked on Finn's door and was allowed to enter, she heard Finn's low, impatient voice.








Chapter 7

"In the future, don't let Annie into my room. I don't like it."
Keelin acknowledged it quietly and placed the meal in front of Finn, guiding him to the location of the food. Afterward, she didn't rush to leave but handed Finn a small tube of burn cream, her elderly voice gently rising.
"This is the burn cream Sofia asked me to bring for you. She said, Your hand got burned."
With that, Keelin left the room, leaving Finn sitting in silence. He held the tube of cream in his hand, and his brow furrowed in deep contemplation, his thoughts a mystery.
Finn had been furious in the evening, so naturally, Annie didn't dare to approach him anymore. Annie lived as if she were invisible, having dinner with Keelin and then returning to her room. She didn't even dare to look straight ahead when passing by Finn's room.
Annie woke up early the next day, perhaps due to her habit of being busy in the past, so she wasn't used to idleness. Excessive free time made her feel somewhat out of place, so she stood up and went downstairs.
"Keelin, good morning."
Annie yawned as she greeted Keelin, who was busy making sandwiches, filling the air with a delightful aroma. Keelin noticed Annie coming downstairs, raised her head, and smiled, her gaze softening.
"Good morning, Sofia. Did you sleep well last night?"
Annie had already grown accustomed to being called Sofia, so she didn't react anymore. Annie casually stretched and sat down at the small table by the kitchen.
"I slept very well. The room had scented candles, so it smelled wonderful."
Keelin had been considerate, fearing that Annie might have trouble sleeping in an unfamiliar place. She had placed a jar of gently scented lavender candles in Annie's room, making it easier for her to fall asleep.
"That's good to hear. Here is your breakfast. Right now, I need to buy some ingredients for lunch. If Finn wakes up, could you please help me serve breakfast to him?"
Keelin pointed out the location of the chicken soup and the delicious-looking sandwiches in the oven. Annie nodded in agreement. After Keelin left, she happily dug into her breakfast.
Suddenly, Annie deeply understood Sofia's feelings in the past when she left with her father for her wealthy stepmother's home. Life with her mother had been difficult and impoverished, and her parents had agreed to take one child each after their divorce.
Sofia had always been pampered by Annie and her mother since childhood, so her decision to go with her father had been quite normal. Besides, the leisurely and comfortable life of an heiress, where she didn't have to worry about money, was a dream come true.
While Annie was lost in thought, Finn had also woken up and leaned against the staircase to descend. He slowly entered the kitchen, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Keelin, what do we have for breakfast this morning?"
Keelin had been a long-time maid in the household, and her exemplary behavior had earned her Finn's gracious demeanor. Annie, hearing Finn's voice, immediately rose to fetch him a portion of breakfast set on the table, then softly responded,
"This morning, we have sandwiches and chicken soup. Keelin went grocery shopping, so I've taken the liberty of fetching them for you. They're on the table, and if you don't mind, I can assist you in sitting down." Annie added the last part cautiously and quietly, observing Finn's expression closely, fearing he might erupt in anger. However, to her surprise, Finn displayed no such attitude. He responded with a gentle tone, asking Annie to guide him to a chair.
"The soup is still quite hot, so take it slow. Perhaps you should start with the sandwich."
Annie handed the sandwich to Finn and spoke in a soothing tone, as gentle as a soft breeze, pleasantly surprising Finn. He graciously thanked her and sat down to have breakfast, every movement deliberate and refined.
Annie watched Finn eat, her voice tinged with a hint of wanting to engage in conversation.
"In reality, I came here not to ridicule or pity your circumstances. I just believe that, in name, I am your fiancée, and thus, I should be here for you in times like these. I believe you need someone by your side, a companion."
"I moved into your house because I felt responsible to stay with you and look after you during this time."
"If you feel bothered, I apologize. But you don't need to worry; once your eyes can see as before, I will leave and won't make you uncomfortable anymore."
Finn's motion of drinking water slightly paused, and his face showed unusual emotions. However, before Annie could fully grasp the peculiarity in Finn's attitude, he responded with a simple, "Oh."
It seemed like a compromise, and it made Annie breathe a sigh of relief involuntarily. At least the days ahead would be easier, without the fear of Finn losing his temper and kicking her out.
After finishing his meal, Finn clumsily reached for the table and stood up, turning to leave. Annie hurriedly stood up as well, helping him clear the breakfast dishes.
"Thank you."
Annie wasn't sure if Finn was thanking her for helping him with breakfast and clearing the dishes or for being there with him now, but she was pleased either way. Initially, she thought everything might be difficult, but maybe things were gradually becoming more favorable.
A while later, Keelin returned, and the two prepared lunch together and had their meal. Annie still felt hesitant due to Finn's anger from the previous day, so she let Keelin bring the food to him as usual while she obediently sat and ate in the kitchen.
After finishing the meal, Annie cleared the table and had to go upstairs to change clothes to prepare for her afternoon shift at the restaurant. Even though Sofia had given her quite a bit of money to take a break from all the extra jobs, Annie regretted missing out on the quarterly and year-end bonuses, so she continued working and couldn't bring herself to quit.








Chapter 8: Perfect match

As Annie reached the door, she coincidentally ran into Denis. They nodded at each other in greeting and walked inside together. Denis casually spoke first.
"Annie, you've been quite busy lately, haven't you? I heard from your mom that you're working a lot and don't have time to bring lunch to her every day like before."
In the past, Annie used to cook or buy meals for Isolde for every meal. However, these past few days, due to moving to Finn's house, Sofia also requested that Annie spend more time with him, so she had to lie to Isolde, telling her that she had a busy job and had become a maid for a wealthy family, which required her to move in with them.
Isolde's hospital bills were substantial every time, so Annie didn't inquire much about Annie's situation. She only reminded Annie to take care of herself and not to overwork.
"Yeah, I've been taking on more jobs lately to cover my mom's medical bills. Even though I could borrow from my friends, you know how it is, I still have to pay them back somehow."
Denis nodded in understanding and didn't press for more details. Annie focused entirely on her work at the restaurant, and after her shift, she straightened up with a sigh.
"Let me give you a ride home," Denis offered.
Denis had an old car he had bought from a friend a few years ago and occasionally used it for work. Annie was worried about revealing that she was living at Finn's house, so she quickly declined, fibbing that she had to go to another job nearby.
Denis didn't insist and left somewhat regretfully. When Annie returned home, it was nearly dark. She helped Keelin prepare dinner and asked about Finn.
"Did Finn have any special interests in the past?"
Keelin stirred the seaweed soup on the stove and replied, "Yes, he loved playing the guitar. When he was young, he even wanted to become a guitar artist. His mother supported him in pursuing his passion back then, but his father insisted that he manage the family company and become a successful CEO."
"So, in the end, Finn couldn't pursue his dream," Annie remarked.
Keelin sighed while Annie remained silent, lost in her thoughts and memories. She suddenly recalled the dusty guitar in the corner of Finn's room from last night, realizing it must have had quite a unique story.
In the evening, the three of them sat down to dinner, not uttering a word to each other. Finn's natural inclination for silence felt normal, and Keelin had long grown accustomed to the quiet. Annie, however, was slightly uneasy but tried to appear composed.
After they finished eating, Finn coldly retreated to his room, closing the door behind him. Annie, too, quietly headed to her room. Just as she had finished her shower, her new phone, a gift from Sofia, rang melodiously.
Annie swiftly answered, and a gentle voice came through the phone.
"My dear sister, how are things? Finn didn't kick you out of the house, did he?"
Annie shook her head, then remembered Sofia couldn't see her right now. She spoke softly with her voice lower and began updating Sofia on recent events. 
"Such a stupid girl. How long have you been there? You still can't get close to Finn? I gave you money to provoke Finn and get yourself kicked out of the room, right?"
Annie pursed her lips, promising to make more effort to keep Finn from growing even more annoyed. Sofia's attitude softened at this point.
"Alright, just remember not to reveal your true identity and cause trouble for me."
Sofia seemed about to say something more, but the man beside her couldn't wait any longer, caressing her neck and leaning in to kiss Sofia passionately, producing an audible smooching sound.
"Mark, don't do that; I'm on the phone."
Ending their passionate kiss, Sofia pushed Mark aside in anger, her lips pouting. Annie, standing nearby, was taken aback by this sudden turn of events and stared ahead in astonishment.
"So, Sofia, regardless of Finn being your fiancé, how can you be with another man?" Annie asked, her tone serious.
Contrary to Annie's gravity, Sofia responded with a faint laugh. "Well, what's the harm? Even if I married Finn for real, we'd only be husband and wife in name. I can love as many men as I want; Finn has no right to interfere."
"Don't be so naive, Annie. Everyone in this high society is like that," Sofia added coldly.
With those words, Sofia abruptly turned and kissed Mark's lips beside her, passionately and satisfyingly, their bodies quickly entwining. Clothes began to fall to the ground, and Annie's expression became increasingly dazed, her eyes closing to savor the comfort as Mark gently kissed her collarbone and slowly descended.
Meanwhile, Annie remained seated, her face flushed from the intense kissing sounds she had heard earlier. She couldn't believe how casual her younger sister had become after all these years.
Annie remained stunned for a while before regaining her composure and looking out the window. She noticed that it had long since grown dark outside and sighed softly.
Her dry throat made her uncomfortable, so she decided to go downstairs to find some water to drink. As she opened the door to leave the room, she heard faint footsteps on the staircase, and a few more steps revealed Finn's tall figure slowly descending.
Finn was the kind of person who disliked relying on others, so he always tried to do everything himself. Even though the lights were on inside the house, he still had to be careful with each step as he couldn't see much, making his progress seem somewhat laborious.
Annie silently followed behind, not saying a word. But when she noticed Finn stumbling and about to fall, she quickly grabbed his shirt and pulled him upright.
"Be careful!" Annie softly exclaimed, successfully steadying Finn from behind. The feeling of stumbling and almost falling suddenly disappeared, and in Finn's ear, he heard a gentle, soothing voice as light as a spring breeze. His nose also detected a faint scent of lavender, which was incredibly pleasant.
The distance between the two seemed much closer, as Finn could faintly hear the rapid beating of Annie's heart as she held him up.
At this moment, Annie became aware that they were too close right now and realized the closeness wasn't right. After helping Finn stand upright, she stepped back, her voice soft as she explained.

Please Log In or Sign Up to continue reading.

No account? Sign Up

Unlock all Chapters with 3$

Proceed to payment to unlock all chapters and continue reading.

Tags:
Previous Post Next Post

You Might Like 😎

See All