Domineering Love
Chapter 432 - 432 433 The Confession of Love

Chapter 432: Chapter 433: The Confession of Love Chapter 432: Chapter 433: The Confession of Love Wearing a beautiful dress, William Griffith took Cherish Turner out of the women’s clothing store and headed to the parking lot to get their car. From a distance, they saw the driver, Thomas Harrison, waiting outside the parking lot with a bicycle beside him.

“Boss, I brought the bicycle.” Thomas said respectfully, bowed slightly, and left.

William went over to push the bicycle, and Cherish walked alongside him, asking, “William, where are we going?”

“Want to know?” William asked back in a low voice, looking cool as he straddled the saddle.

Cherish nodded, “Mm-hmm.”

He raised an eyebrow, smugly teasing her, “Only if you get on the bike.”

Cherish obediently sat on the bike, her legs together, her small hands wrapped around his waist. He stepped on the pedal and rode forward with her. The evening sun was setting, the summer breeze brushed against their faces as she asked again, “William, where are we going?”

“I’m not telling you.” He laughed softly, cycling fast, which made her hold him tighter, calling out, “William!”

The evening breeze blew gently, her long hair sticking to her cheeks, fluttering with the wind. Sweat seeped from her forehead, but happiness was still growing. Cherish didn’t know where he was taking her, but she felt hugging his waist and sitting on the back seat of the bike didn’t really matter.

The scenery along the way quickly passed by.

Closing her eyes, she could hear the sounds of cars, people, wind, and his vigorous heartbeat.

William cycled ahead, passing a few streets, turning corners, and passing traffic lights.

Surprisingly, the surroundings became familiar to Cherish – the small shops were unchanged from before. Her eyes widened in sudden realization of where they were. She looked up at him, a bit puzzled as to why he brought her here.

It was University A, the place where she went to school.

The clock tower stood tall, as if they were back on the night of the fireworks.

They smoothly entered the campus through the main gate. The gatekeeper shouted urgently, “Student! Get off the bike when entering the school!”

Cherish was a bit startled, but William continued to pedal fiercely, replying nonchalantly, “Got it.”

They rode the bike to the tree-lined path in the campus. William stopped with one foot on the ground, and Cherish got off the bike. After locking it up, William held her hand, striding towards the front. His steps were large, slightly ahead of her. Cherish’s gaze shifted from him to the brightness at the end of the path.

The two walked along the quiet tree-lined path, and the view suddenly opened up before them.

Cherish’s steps hesitated when she saw a hall in front of her.

This was the place in University A where boys and girls witnessed love and where many confessed their feelings.

The hall had been built years ago. After their class graduated, it underwent renovation, so it looked quite new. As they pushed open the door, dust fluttered up. Cherish stood behind him; one of the hall’s doors was unlocked, and a dim light was on the stage.

It must be this hall.

Cherish stood frozen at the door; William released her hand, closed the door behind them, and darkness filled the hall. Cherish watched him walk onto the stage, turn on the projector, and the image appeared on the white screen. She was like a fossil, unable to move.