Last night, Jillian and the wide-eyed, cute young man left the private room with their arms around each other.
They were about to part ways at the door of the private room.
Jillian said, "Thank you so much for tonight."
"For helping me out."
But the wide-eyed, cute young man with the baby face looked at her very seriously and suggested,
"Sweetie, I've had a crush on you for a long time."
"Would you consider me?"
Jillian was taken aback. "You, you like me?"
Her reputation within the circle wasn't great.
Everyone said that she barely managed to enter high society by clinging to Caiden.
A girl born in the slums actually wants to marry the second young master of the Horne family.
It sounded absurd no matter how you heard it.
So, she found the wide-eyed, cute young man's confession unbelievable.
The wide-eyed, cute young man nodded solemnly.
There wasn't a hint of jest in his expression.
He stared at her with intense focus, his eyes as sincere as they could be.
It had been a long time since she had encountered such pure and passionate feelings.
Jillian was uncertain and stepped back slowly, one step at a time.
She had pursued Caiden unilaterally for years.
Wasting her youth and time.
It's impossible to make a sudden U-turn now and go back to a cougar chasing a younger guy, right?
Noticing Jillian's hesitation and retreat,
the wide-eyed, cute young man pressed forward, trapping her in a corner with no way to retreat, and whispered, "Jillian, I'm serious."
"Alanna brought you here to set us up."
"Ah?"
Jillian widened her eyes in surprise.
Before the wide-eyed, cute young man could explain,
"Bang!"
A sudden punch struck his temple from the side.
"Johnathan Hammond, I treat you like a younger brother, always taking you with me wherever I go."
"But you dared to steal my girl!"
Johnathan was dazed by the punch and stumbled.
He managed to steady himself.
Looking up, he saw Caiden seething with rage, staring at him intensely.
Johnathan sneered provocatively,
"I have to thank you, Caiden, for not recognizing a gem, giving me the chance to win the beauty."
"Bastard!"
Caiden was enraged.
A fist filled with murderous intent broke through the wind.
At that moment, without thinking, Jillian stood in front of him.
Just as she thought she would be severely injured, the fist was stopped a finger's length from her face!
Then, Johnathan's cold and stern voice rang in her ear,
"Jillian, get out of the way."
"Let me teach this bastard a lesson for you."
Jillian suddenly opened her eyes.
She saw Johnathan, his eyes fierce like a wolf's, abruptly shaking off Caiden.
With both hands gripping the collar, he tore it apart with a "rip."
The buttons burst.
A perfectly good shirt was torn in half.
His baby face was at odds with the solid muscles revealed on his upper body.
Jillian was stunned. "Wow!"
Could he really do that?
The kid was trying to look cool.
Johnathan, now a muscular hunk, grabbed Caiden off the ground and delivered a hard punch.
"If you mess with her, I won't let you get away with it."
Caiden was quickly beaten black and blue.
He called to the two bodyguards standing nearby, minding their own business.
"What are you guys doing?"
"Why aren't you helping me yet?"
The two bodyguards crossed their arms and replied with stern faces,
"Sorry, Mr. Horne."
"The First Young Master's orders. If you're not half-paralyzed by today, we can't interfere with your affairs."
Caiden: "..."
Well, well, truly a good brother.
