Chapter 60: Love Is the Truest

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Chapter 60 of "The 'Defective' Billionaire and His Relentless Appetite for Me" starts revealing the story: Seeing the scene, William Foster immediately stood up to greet them and suggested, "Since we... Don’t miss it!

Seeing the scene, William Foster immediately stood up to greet them and suggested, "Since we still have time, how about we take a group photo as a memento now?" Ultimately, beside a patch of pure white roses by the stairs, this couple left behind a rare and aesthetically pleasing portrait. Later, at the photographer’s request, Clara Bennett took several solo photos. Among them, a unique installation called the ’Gate of Truth’ particularly piqued her interest. Just as they were about to leave, the restaurant owner and chef suddenly approached. Driven by intense curiosity, Clara Bennett asked, "I’d like to know why this ornament is called the ’Gate of Truth’? There’s clearly a heart pattern engraved on it!" This special feature was a gigantic heart shape surrounded by many spotless white rose flowers, specially crafted by William Foster for her, appearing extraordinarily romantic and beautiful. The manager glanced at her, then at William Foster, revealing a cryptic smile, "Because love is the truest thing in this world." This sentence seemed to carry a special meaning, leaving Clara Bennett puzzled. Clara Bennett blinked her beautiful eyes, still pondering the manager’s words as she walked out of the store. William Foster seemed to sense her thoughts and asked, "What are you thinking about?" His words carried a hint of concern. Clara Bennett said, "I feel that the manager’s look at us was a bit strange, as if concealing an indescribable emotion, making it hard to fathom." William Foster smiled and said, "This restaurant only hosts guests once a year and only entertains especially loving couples. Maybe he thinks we’re that kind of couple." He tried to explain the manager’s behavior, his tone tinged with slight amusement. Clara Bennett suddenly understood and said in disbelief, "Does he think we’re such a loving couple? What makes him think that?" She couldn’t help but wonder, "We didn’t act particularly intimate." She recalled their actions in the restaurant and found no overly affectionate gestures. William Foster explained, "Because I told them we were getting married, and in fact, we are going to get married." His tone was calm, but the certainty in his words caused a jolt in Clara Bennett’s heart. Listening to him, numerous thoughts started swirling in Clara Bennett’s mind. Perhaps the manager thought that despite my disability, Clara Bennett still wouldn’t leave me, so he thought so? This speculation made her feel a bit conflicted inside. While "love is the truest" sounds quite beautiful and romantic, it doesn’t apply too much to us. The relationship between William Foster and me is not some enduringly loyal great love; it’s more like a coincidence brought by encountering each other by chance. If the rebirth hadn’t changed the course of events, I wouldn’t have met William Foster. She pondered these thoughts in her heart, leaving her feeling a bit lost for a moment. After getting in the car, Clara Bennett was still somewhat confused, while William Foster intended to drive her back. Seeing her distracted appearance, William Foster couldn’t help but feel curious. Clara Bennett snapped back and said, "You don’t need to go out of your way to drive me; I can get home myself." She tried to decline, her tone tinged with decisiveness. William Foster, confused, asked, "Why? You didn’t drive, so it’s more convenient for me to give you a ride." He didn’t understand her actions and looked at her confusedly. Clara Bennett said with hesitation, "It really won’t do. If my brothers see you, it will be troublesome." Her words were filled with worry. William Foster pressed, "Why not?" His brow slightly furrowed, obviously puzzled by this. Clara Bennett was rendered speechless for a moment, feeling a bit nervous and slightly awkward. She hadn’t told her family about marrying William Foster, nor had she mentioned him after returning home due to being busy. She initially intended to find a more suitable time to tell her family about this, but she hadn’t found the right moment, so she hadn’t spoken up until now. Clara Bennett wanted to wait for a better time to tell them about her marriage to William Foster, thus she currently didn’t want him to know she hadn’t informed her family yet. To avoid any further questioning from William Foster, Clara Bennett quickly found an excuse to defend herself, "My brother’s temper isn’t great and he easily gets angry over small things. I’m afraid if he finds out, he won’t get along with you, making everyone uncomfortable. Don’t worry, I’ll handle my transportation and won’t cause you any trouble." However, with William Foster’s extraordinary observation and insight, the guilt in Clara Bennett’s words couldn’t escape his notice. Especially when her eyes flickered after speaking, revealing her true thoughts. The tension of being seen through made Clara Bennett’s body tremble slightly. At this moment, sitting in the driver’s seat, William Foster’s face suddenly darkened, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, knuckles turning pale from excessive force, evidently filled with anger. It seems this woman didn’t put me in her heart at all, hiding such an important matter from the public! Thinking of this, William Foster couldn’t help but let out a cold snort. But he didn’t explode right away, still trying to maintain a calm demeanor on the surface: "Since you think it’s better to handle it this way, then I won’t drive you back today." However, he then added, "But there are other matters we need to discuss, let’s get in the car first." With that, he gestured at the passenger seat, indicating for the driver to step aside temporarily. Completely unaware of what was about to happen, Clara Bennett found herself inadvertently back in the car. No sooner had she sat down properly than William Foster abruptly pulled her onto his lap. "What... what are you doing?" Facing the sudden physical contact and the shift in their usual interaction dynamics. Clara Bennett tried to break free from the hold of the man’s arms, only to find herself held more firmly. "Could this be one of the ways you promised to make amends when you wronged me before?" At this moment, William Foster’s deep voice, tinged with a slight dangerous tone, echoed within the enclosed small space. Sitting on William Foster’s lap, Clara Bennett felt an unprecedented pressure, as if it were closing in from all sides, making it hard to breathe. That was a kind of scent that felt serene and mysterious, like being in an ancient forest, in the post-rain air, where the old trees that had weathered through time were slowly releasing an indescribable fragrance. The scent emanating from the clothes was treated with special spices, mixed with the fragrance of white roses, which was particularly enchanting, making one inadvertently yearn for more.

Chapter 60: Love Is the Truest

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