Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 353 - 352 likes you, can say thousands and thousands of times (2 more updates)

Chapter 353: 352 likes you, can say thousands and thousands of times (2 more updates)

Finn Hale typically had a decent relationship with everyone, but he seldom participated in group activities.

Especially since he had been abroad these past few years, he rarely made appearances.

Today, however, was a rarity.

This younger uncle of the Hale Family often worked overtime even on New Year’s Eve, so how could he have time to drop by here, in a circle where the usual people gathered, except now there was Miss Lopez...

And they all just happened to be designers.

Finn Hale had gained fame at a young age, and being her teacher was more than sufficient for him.

A few quick-witted ones quickly figured it out.

The younger uncle had come for Miss Lopez.

After all, Michael Shaw had posted on social media.

Several immediately looked at William Hale:

Hale,

you’re truly wicked!

To actually harm Michael Shaw like this.

But at the eye of the storm, and having been named by Finn Hale, someone’s brain wasn’t quite functioning and hadn’t yet realized this relationship.

Nor did he feel like cozying up to Sussie Lopez, just smiling and saying, "Younger uncle, your presence honors us, why didn’t you say something in advance? Have you eaten? Do you want me to get you something?"

"Why don’t you continue playing?" Finn Hale raised an eyebrow.

"I’ve played this game for a long time, it’s not interesting anymore," Michael Shaw said, turning to Sussie Lopez, "This is the younger uncle of the Hale Family, do you know him?"

Sussie nodded, "I’ve seen him at my senior brother’s house."

"Then you all are acquainted."

Although Finn was chatting with others, Michael Shaw always felt he was being watched by him, having no interest in continuing the game nor any leisure to flirt.

After all, compared to flirting, his fortune and life were more important.

He even went to ask Zoe Payne, "Sister-in-law, have I offended the younger uncle recently?"

Zoe Payne almost couldn’t hold back her laughter, nearly bursting out, "Why do you ask?"

"I feel like the younger uncle wants to harm me."

"I might not be good at academics, but my intuition has always been sharp; I’m sure I’ve offended this high deity somehow."

"Pfft—" Zoe Payne couldn’t hold it anymore and laughed out loud.

"I need to go ask."

Otherwise, Michael Shaw wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight.

Who knows, maybe one day he’d be killed by Finn Hale’s covert dagger.

He purposely picked up a glass of drink, his face plastered with a smile, approached Finn Hale, "Younger uncle, want a drink?"

"I’m driving, no alcohol."

"Then have a soft drink."

Finn Hale remained silent, and Michale Shaw asked in a low voice, "Younger uncle, if I’ve offended you somewhere, just tell me directly, I promise to correct my errors and make efforts if there aren’t any."

Recently, Michale Shaw had not seen Finn Hale, so no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn’t figure out where he might have offended him.

"Did I accidentally upset you?" Michael Shaw ventured.

Finn Hale shook his head.

"Then what is it?"

"Probably..." Finn Hale looked him up and down, "because you’re dressed so ugly it hurts the eyes."

"I..."

"I always feel like there’s a Christmas tree waving around in front of me."

Michael Shaw looked down at his own outfit; it was one he had specially bought for Christmas, so thematic and fashionable, but he dared not question Finn Hale’s aesthetic.

After all, doubting a designer’s taste, Michael Shaw must be tired of living.

Saying he looked like a Christmas tree?

Michael Shaw went into shutdown mode.

—

With no one to liven up the atmosphere, the gathering broke up quickly. Normally, Zoe Payne would have driven Sussie Lopez home, but she tactfully said, "Younger uncle, why don’t you take Miss Lopez? We have to go back to the old house, it’s out of the way."

Finn Hale nodded.

With this move from Zoe Payne, everyone understood clearly.

It seemed their guess was not wrong.

Finn Hale was not the type to warmly accept others’ arrangements and help send a young lady home.

Unfortunately, Michael Shaw was still in shutdown mode, completely unaware of the movements here.

By the time he came to his senses, all his friends had already gone home.

Finn Hale was driving, with Sussie Lopez in the car on their way back to the Sheng Family Mansion.

Throughout the journey, neither of them spoke much, and the atmosphere was somewhat suffocating. Sussie cleared her throat. "Aren’t you working tonight? How come you’re free to come out?"

"If I hadn’t come, you might have run off with Michale Shaw."

"How could that be possible? Today was the first time I met him."

In Sussie’s memory, it was indeed the first time she had met him.

"So, if you see him a few more times, you might run off with him?"

Sussie was speechless.

"Are you seriously a logic genius? How can you even interpret it that way?"

"Michale Shaw is just fascinated because you’re beautiful; his affection is fleeting and not to be taken seriously."

But Michale Shaw exuded an arrogant vibe with a slightly untamed wildness.

And his humorous and witty conversations were quite popular among young ladies.

Otherwise, Finn Hale wouldn’t have specifically rushed over.

"So, you came specially to find me?" Sussie tilted her head to look at Finn Hale. Not one to be timid, she smiled and said, "Mr. Hale, from the moment you entered until you left, you looked quite upset. Could it be that you were jealous?"

The next second,

The car suddenly stopped abruptly on the roadside.

Sussie was stunned for a moment, then heard a deep voice beside her ear, "I like you. Is it wrong for me to be jealous when I see another man courting you?"

Hearing this from Finn Hale gave Sussie a sense of surreal disorientation.

She looked at Finn Hale, her face full of surprise.

"What, you don’t believe what I said?" Finn Hale unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned his elbow on the center console, and moved closer.

"It’s hard to imagine these words coming from you."

"Then let me say it again."

Finn Hale moved closer, and Sussie had no way to retreat, pressed tightly against the back of her seat. Talking is one thing, but why lean in so close?

Outside, Christmas lights were still shining.

Red and green, intertwining.

Casting on Finn Hale’s face a kind of depressive yet decadent beauty.

Like a fallen deity dyed with passion.

When he was close, his breath enveloped her with warmth, like tendrils that bound her limbs and made her heartbeat sync with his rhythm.

"If you want to hear it, I can tell you thousands and thousands of times..." His breath brushed against her lips.

Sussie’s body stiffened, and she forgot to move.

Because he said:

"I like you."

"A lot."

"Sussie, please consider me."

His breath was heavy, falling on her lips, not kissing her, but making her feel a burning heat.

Sussie’s hand by her side tightened slightly.

She had asked about jealousy, and what was he answering?

This was totally unfair!

She was still in a daze when Finn Hale kissed her.

She didn’t even fully grasp what was happening as he kissed her over and over...

His whole body pressed against hers, their bodies tightly together.

Holding her lips,

Nibbling,

Constantly calling her name by her ear, over and over, expressing his affection.

The moments were ambiguously intoxicating...

It was suffocatingly electrifying.

The car was still parked by the roadside, with the occasional passer-by hurrying past. If they had paused to look closer, they would definitely have noticed something unusual inside the car. Sussie only felt breathless, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Gasping for breath, as if narrowly escaping death...

Finn Hale was simply audacious.

Until she returned to the Sheng Family Mansion, his declarations of affection still echoed in her ears.

Thousands and thousands of times, making her ears burn with shyness.