Chapter 41: When The Drama Knows Your Plan
On the other side of the city, at a bustling amusement park, Micah had completely forgotten about the angry car owner. He was too busy having the time of his life. From rides and snacks to laughter with Darcy and Nora, the hours slipped by until nearly ten o’clock. They stayed to watch the parade and the grand finale of fireworks blooming over the amusement park. The sky lit up with brilliant bursts of gold, red, and violet, casting a warm glow over Micah’s contented face.
After dropping the sibling off at their doorstep, with Nora waving goodbye excitedly at him, Micah made his way back to Ramsy’s estate. He ran a hand through his slightly tousled hair and yawned as he stepped inside.
The house was unusually quiet for that hour, except for the low hum of the television echoing from the family lounge. As Micah walked down the hallway and peeked in, he found the whole family squeezed together on the long couch. The lights were dimmed. The glow from the oversized TV showed their tense faces and wide eyes. All of them stared, mesmerized.
Micah kicked off his sneakers and wandered in.
"Where were you??" Willow asked without tearing her eyes from the screen. She was peeling a mandarin with her slender fingers, the citrus scent hit Micah’s face.
"Amusement park with my friends," Micah replied, plopping down beside her. He reached over and swiped one of the neatly segmented slices from her palm.
He grinned, enjoying the sweet taste of the fruit, and slumped against the cushions, stretching his leg out. But the moment he glanced at the TV screen, his expression froze.
There, in vivid HD, a striking man stood beneath a colourful maple tree. He wore an elegant light blue Hanfu with silver embroidery that shimmered under moonlight. His dark hair was pulled in a half knot and pinned with a delicate gold jade ornament, strands drifting down his pale neck. His face was almost immortal, cold, and regal with sharp sword-like eyebrows, deep-set peach blossom eyes shadowed with emotion, and lips pressed into a fine unreadable line.
The word ’majestic’ came to mind just looking at his face and demeanour.
Evan Micah had to admit it, the guy was stupidly beautiful. The kind of face that made people doubt their orientation.
Micah blinked a few times, lips twitching.