The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 704 - 683: Not Just Fondness, But Deep Love!

Chapter 704: Chapter 683: Not Just Fondness, But Deep Love!

"But what?"

The words of Lucas Sandy were barely out of his mouth when Alette Larson interrupted him excitedly, her emotions somewhat out of control. Her normally enviable patience was completely gone at this moment. "You’re just playing with my feelings! You came out of nowhere to mess with me, and when you got me, you just dumped me! Lucas, has no one ever told you to take responsibility?!"

Alette was talking, tears pattering down her face. Her red, tear-filled eyes sparkled with glistening teardrops, making her look both watery and pitiable. Lucas felt a sting in his heart, followed by a faint sweetness similar to honey.

"Alette, I did not play with your feelings!"

His lips pressed against her teary eyes. In the past, when he saw Michael Gordon kissing Ivy Aretha, he didn’t think he could do that. However, when his feelings overflowed, even a calm man like him couldn’t control himself. His low murmuring voice was full of panic but still explaining, "How could someone like me, who doesn’t even deserve to have feelings, play with others’ feelings?!"

His line of work meant constantly moving, always charging into the places where he was most needed.

"What do you mean ’undeserving’? Lucas, stop making excuses! I’m telling you, I, Alette Larson, am not someone to mess with. Since you messed with me, you have to take responsibility, or else..."

"Or else what?"

Lucas laughed softly, wrapping his arm around her waist and nuzzling his head in the crook of her neck. His voice was a mix of affection and helplessness, "Or do you want to cripple me?"

That idea sounded pretty good!

If she couldn’t be with him, being alone and being with someone else didn’t seem that different!

After all, for someone who rarely falls in love, once they do, their love is endless. He was probably one of those people, who went from falling in love to confessing, agonizing countless times before surrendering under Jeno Smith’s torment.

He thought his heart was already out of control, rationality lost. This kind, sunny girl was like an angel illuminating the darkness in his heart, showing him that patients needed care and the dead needed respect.

Since he started working with her, his icy personality had begun to fill with warmth, his entire being covered in a light sunshine that even improved his patience and temper.

"Cripple you? If I cripple you, will your family still have descendants? Your mother would skin me alive!" Alette was amused by his words, stopping her tears and grudgingly smiling despite her unhappy demeanor. Her heart inexplicably tasted sweet.

She heard that only the woman who loved him was qualified to say such things, and since Lucas said it, wasn’t the meaning clear?

"I don’t have a mother, so no one would skin you alive. You can do as you please, if you don’t want to live like a widow!"

At this, Alette paused. Apparently, he was born into a single-parent family. No wonder he had a strange temper and cold demeanor; she had thought it was just his personality. Now, it seemed it was related to his family environment.

"It doesn’t matter, a father alone can raise a child too, right? Anyway..."

"I don’t have a father either!"

Alette’s words were cut off by Lucas. His plain, unemotional voice made it seem like it was nothing significant. Alette was too shaken to speak for a moment, only half-listening to his soft words. "But now it seems, I have you!"

He only said one sentence - you can change your mind - but she was already so aggrieved. She might not love him, but at least she cared about him, right? At least there was some fondness!

Lucas Sandy was not as narcissistic as Michael Gordon, nor as confident as Oliver Thompson. After all, their status was different. So he couldn’t say that a woman would fall in love with him.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. They didn’t speak again until Alette finally broke the silence. Her voice was so soft it seemed like she was talking to herself, but Lucas still heard her words.

"Yes, you have me now!"

Somehow, hearing that he had no mother or father and thinking of his cold expression, Alette’s heart ached with a strange sourness. She thought this was probably what they called heartache!

"Lucas... "

She couldn’t continue. She had no idea what to say!

"Mmm, I heard you!"

Lucas chuckled softly, realizing how simple happiness seemed at the moment. He was somewhat addicted and reluctant. "Alette, listen to me. Right now, I need to leave for the Orchid Kingdom to meet up with Mr. Thompson. You know, Ivy Aretha was taken away by the people of the Orchid Kingdom. We don’t know the reason or the purpose, but with Michael in trouble, it’s our duty as friends and soldiers to bring Ivy back. So, Alette, you have to understand me, right?"

"Is it dangerous?"

She knew he was a military doctor, and Oliver Thompson was a Special Forces leader, working in the shadows of the world. But now, as she heard him speak and recall his words about not deserving love, she was deeply aware of the danger.

"I don’t want to deceive you - it is, indeed, very dangerous!"

Alette Larson was a good girl, different from other women, so he had to be honest. "In our line of work, we usually deal with either international criminals or villainous extremists. Ordinary police can handle common problems, but we deal with those who are so evil that even ten trips to hell wouldn’t suffice to atone. We face the most difficult part of the dark forces, so you could say that we live with death. At any moment, we could lose our lives. Alette, I know that a man like me has no right to tell a woman I love her, let alone propose marriage. I can’t give you a husband who’s always by your side, nor can I guarantee that I’ll be there when you need me!"

"However..." Lucas hesitated, then continued, "Knowing all this, and knowing I can’t offer you much, I still lost control when Jeno Smith said those words. Alette, I like you!"

After saying it, he thought it wasn’t quite right and immediately shook his head. "Oh, no, it’s not just liking. I’ve lost my senses, and that means it’s more than just liking. It’s deep love. So, Alette, I love you, even though I don’t have the right to!"