Maya Spencer looked at the man with an earnest expression and felt a little embarrassed.
Her eyes dodged around, pretending to say nonchalantly, "It’s all just for show, just acting, doesn’t matter."
Liam Spencer noticed her evasive gaze, gently pinching her little face, kissed her lips unceremoniously, and chuckled quietly.
She said it was all for show, a performance, but Maya didn’t realize that he was indeed kissing her, and every night they were truly sleeping on the sa bed.
She never thought she was gradually falling into his trap, a gentle trap.
Three days later, Maya was discharged from the hospital.
During these days, Liam didn’t even go to the company, staying with her all the ti, afraid that soone with ill intentions might co again to cause trouble.
Their relationship also beca increasingly intimate, and Maya almost got used to soone being in her life all the ti.
She didn’t realize that he had secretly cultivated many habits for her, making her increasingly unable to leave him.
On this day, Maya looked at the dress laid out on the bed and felt a montary excitent.
The engagent dress was beautiful, crafted by a top dostic designer, with every stitch handmade.
The color was magenta, which complented her skin tone well; moreover, Maya was naturally fair and beautiful.
At this mont, Liam hugged her from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder, gently kissing her little face, and asked, "Maya, do you like it?"
Listening to the man’s question, Maya felt like she was in a dream.
She couldn’t imagine that a month ago, when she just returned, she hated him so much.
But now she could accompany him in this act, feeling like her brain had gone a little crazy.
So, she took a deep breath, turned around, and looked straight into Liam’s eyes.
Unfortunately, as she turned, her lips accidentally brushed against his lips. She frowned, moving her head aside a bit to keep so distance.
At this mont, Liam lifted his left hand around her waist, turning her little face back, once again locking eyes with her, lips against lips.
He softly asked, "Don’t like it?"
Maya listened to the man’s question, her eyebrows lightly furrowed, not pulling her lips away from his, but anxiously said, "I’m kind of confused."
He bit her gently, "Hmm?" indicating she should explain.
Feeling the man’s intimacy, Maya pouted and said helplessly, "What if after the engagent, sothing happens, and we have to get married?"
Listening to her concerns, the man felt a bit disheartened, as she was thinking of a way out instead of trying to accept him.
Even so, he didn’t reveal his disappointnt.
He straightened up, lifted her little face with both hands, and confidently assured, "It won’t happen."
His promise was aningless and completely unreliable.
Because from the start, he aid for marriage.
Seeing the man’s promise, Maya felt secure yet troubled, completely not understanding herself anymore, unable to control her emotions.
So she sighed helplessly.
The man looked at her furrowed brow, suddenly bent down, lifting her onto the bed, making her half a head taller than him.
He slightly raised his head, pinched her face, and said, "Take it one step at a ti. At least now everything is under our control, at least the current situation is beneficial for both the Hanson Clan and Owen Clan."
After offering these seemingly objective excuses, he swallowed and said, "At least during this ti, we have been getting along well, without any argunts."
Having said this, Liam was afraid Maya might be defensive, so he added, "We have a common goal, cooperation will be pleasant."
Even with all that Liam said, Maya still felt a twinge of discomfort. That discomfort stemd from Liam’s tenderness.
She slightly lowered her head, looking at the man’s clear eyes, for a mont, not knowing what to say.
Seeing her still frowning, Liam opened his mouth, gently biting her chin, and said, "Pleasant cooperation?"
He was waiting for her response.
Feeling the man’s enthusiasm, Maya forced a little smile.
She also wanted to smile calmly like him and say ’pleasant cooperation’ casually.
But her heart was worried, and she just couldn’t bring herself to say it smoothly.
"Hmm? What’s that attitude?"
Maya frowned again, shaking her leg to break free, but it was futile.
"Don’t be like this."
Listening to her ’rejection,’ the man gently bit her once, making Maya shiver.
She took a deep breath, reminding herself she should push him away, but her small hands disobediently landed on his shoulders.
At this point, not only was her mind uncontrollable, but even her body was out of her control.
Seeing her response, Liam quickly lifted her, pressing his lips against hers, once again affirming, "Pleasant cooperation!"
"Pleasant cooperation!"
Maya’s obedience was very much to Liam’s liking, and he adored expressing with his body.
The next day was Saturday, the day of their engagent.
Maya only woke up at noon.
Upon opening her eyes and grabbing her phone, she realized that today was her engagent day with Liam.
Although this engagent party was just a farce, as an actor she was being quite unprofessional by sleeping till noon.
As she hurriedly got out of bed, Liam happened to return from outside.
To express her apology, Maya apologized first, saying, "Sorry, I overslept."
Liam looked at her flustered appearance and quickly walked over to her, holding her waist, leaning forward and brushing her lips, saying, "Everything is arranged, just focus on stunning everyone."
"I’m so muddle-headed and couldn’t wake up." Maya listened to his words, pouting, raised her right hand, and slapped her forehead, blaming herself.
"Maya doesn’t have to worry about anything."
"No, there’s not enough ti." Maya admired Liam’s stamina.
If they kept sleeping, they might miss their engagent party.
"Enough!" he confidently replied.
Thus, it wasn’t until 6 PM that Liam drove Maya to the Owen Clan Group’s Crystal Hotel, to the banquet hall of the top-floor revolving Crystal Palace.
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