Chapter 1604: 703 Love Parting (Ending Part 1)_6 Chapter 1604: 703 Love Parting (Ending Part 1)_6 After Nikita Parker’s coback, rumors spread throughout the industry that she had married a financial tycoon.
Despite a year of digging, the identity of this tycoon remained unknown, provoking plenty of chatter about the ineffectiveness of this round of gossipers.
Peter Aria was wary of the gossip within the entertainnt circle, especially since he and Aubree Grove had already been victims to nurous unfounded rumors.
He dreaded to think what outlandish fabrications would be made of her and Fanny.
Nikita Parker took his hand and sat him down, “I don’t want to hide my husband anymore, I want the world to know how wonderful my husband is.”
A quiet charm had crawled into Peter Aria’s heart at her words.
This was a confession much more touching than a simple ‘I love you’.
The wait for the food seed like an eternity, so the two slowly chatted about trivial matters.
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“Director Graham invited to watch the rough cut of the movie today, and it felt pretty good.
The director plans to release the film around New Year’s Day or the Spring Festival next year.
They are still deciding on the final release date, and once it’s decided, they will schedule the premiere.
By then, I’ll have to start the promotional tour, and I might not have much ti to spend with you and our daughter.”
Peter tenderly caressed the back of her hand, warmth and contentnt in his touch.
“When the ti cos, I’ll take our daughter to your premiere and give you our full support.”
Nikita’s eyes sparkled and she laughed, “The tickets have already been set aside for you two.”
Despite their low-key deanor, their extraordinary charisma was impossible to conceal as people occasionally glanced their way.
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anwhile, after lunch, Anton Cook suggested to Aubree Grove that they go horse riding.
Aubree happily agreed.
While the internet was buzzing, the person at the center of it all, Aubree Grove, was happily galloping the horse field, not once checking her phone, thoroughly enjoying her ti with Anton Cook.
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After going several miles, Aubree stared at the distant Sky Light while sitting atop her horse, “One day, I want to see the real wilderness.”
Anton Cook drew his horse beside her, “Will I be in your plans?
I can carry luggage, reserve hotels, and be your refuge when you’re tired.
Taking along, you won’t go wrong.”
Aubree laughed at his words, glancing his way.
Her ponytail fluttering in the wind, she looked radiant under the liberating sunshine, her laughter pure and vibrant.
Anton Cook was entranced for a mont.
Aubree was usually calm and gentle, like a ticulously crafted machine, always doing the right thing at the right ti.
But this was the first ti he had seen her appear so free, as though her spirit had been liberated from its constraints.
“Anton Cook, I have so many places I want to visit in this coming year.
Can you accompany everywhere?”
Anton Cook’s heart fluttered wildly in his chest.
Despite the cool autumn breeze of October, a burning heat rose within him, setting his soul ablaze.
The Young Lady suddenly whipped her horse and galloped away with a shout, her laughter echoing in the wind.
“If you can catch up with , I might consider making you my….”
The last few words were lost in the wind.
Anton Cook just stood still for a mont, a wave of ecstasy washing over him before he imdiately mounted his horse to give chase.
Underneath the Blue Sky and White Clouds, amidst the lush infinity of the green fields, their chasing figures seed to be the only things in existence.
The freedom of the wind running through their hair, the joy and touching mont indelibly etched into their mories.
Even after many, many years, he could still vividly recall the dazzling afternoon, the gallant figure of the young girl and her laughter being carried by the wind.
Anton Cook fully leveraged his skills, silently praying to the Buddha for the first ti.
Whether it was divine intervention or re dumb luck, he managed to win.
He ca to a halt beside her atop his horse, “I won, so what should I be for you?”
The light in his eyes was brighter and sharper than the sun above.
The young girl on horseback gave him a beautiful, seventeen-year-old smile.
“I’m asking you to be my fellow traveler.
Don’t get wrong, we’ll only be traveling.”
Disappointed, Anton Cook gave a resigned sigh, “Alright, I thought I should be your boyfriend.
I even prayed to the Buddha once so as to ensure victory over you, perhaps for the first ti in my life.”
Unable to hold back her laughter, Aubree said, “So you want to be my boyfriend that much?”
Without any hesitation, Anton firmly nodded.
His voice resolute as he answered, “Yes.”
“What do you like about ?” Aubree asked, fixating her gaze on him, her eyes intent on piercing through his.
Anton’s heartbeat raced in response to this first-ti initiation of the boyfriend/girlfriend topic by Aubree.
The restless horse beneath him pawed at the ground with his hoofs, echoing Anton’s anxiousness.
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