Chapter 117: Reminiscence (17)
Ethan Harper was momentarily stunned by her evasion, his dark eyes fixated on her without blinking: "Guess?"
It was the first time Florence Fuller had seen such an expression on him, less gentle and more chilly.
"Who is it?" He took a step forward and asked.
Florence Fuller bit her lip, stared at him briefly, then turned and ran forward.
Ethan Harper chased after her for two steps and then suddenly stopped, bending slightly to support himself on his legs.
Florence Fuller turned her head and saw his stance, instinctively sensing something was wrong, so she quickly ran back: "Is your leg okay?"
Ethan Harper looked up at her, and in an instant, Florence Fuller realized she had been tricked. She turned her head to run again, but before she could take a step, Ethan Harper reached out, pulled her in, and wrapped her in his arms.
Caught off guard by the close contact, his scent filled Florence Fuller’s nostrils.
"You’re deceiving me." His tone was certain.
"Then you’re deceiving me too." She said awkwardly: "That makes us even."
Ethan Harper chuckled: "You’re really clever."
Florence Fuller struggled free from his embrace, and the two exchanged a silent gaze. After a moment, Florence Fuller was the first to concede: "There’s a flower shop up ahead, let’s go have a look."