To Noelle, that place exuded nothing but gloom and horror, and filled her with an uneasy feeling.
Suddenly snapping back to reality, she inquired.
“If the Shaw family doesn’t make my identity public, does that mean we can never get married?”
With a heavy heart, Cyrus replied, “Noelle, it doesn’t matter if you’re an orphan or a Shaw family
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member. If we want to get married, we can do it anytime. I don’t care if it means becoming a Laughing stock among the upper class.”
He pulled her up and gently settled her on his lap.
Cupping her face with both hands, he said with utmost seriousness, “The reason I’ve been urging you to return to the Shaw family is that I want you to break free from your comfort zone and embrace your family. Even though you pretend not to care about them, deep down, you still love your family. Since childhood, you’ve yearned for their love and care. Discovering you were a member of the Shaw family brought you immense joy. But after Living with them for a few days, you realized their love didn’t match your expectations, making you feel like an outsider. It frightened you, and you’ve been avoiding confronting this reality. I wish for you to confront these emotions and find true happiness. I’ll speak to the Shaw family about …”
Noelle’s eyes dropped as she pondered in silence, taking her time to process everything.
Cyrus reached out to caress the back of her head, intending to offer a comforting ki*s.
But she resisted, pushing him away.
“Noelle, are you still upset with me?”
Noelle nodded, anger flickering in her eyes.
“I’ll consider your suggestion, but don’t bring up the Shaw family until I’ve made up my mind.”
“Alright,” he replied, giving her an affectionate smile. He then leaned in for a ki*s.
But she pushed him away again.
“What’s the matter? Are you still mad at me? I just promised not to bring them up, right?” Cyrus asked, bewildered by her reaction.
Noelle snorted in anger and her expression turned cold as she voiced her complaint.
“You just spanked me! That’s crossing a line! It’s made me really angry!”
Cyrus was left stunned. Trying to ease the tension, he said with a stiff expression, “Tell me what you want, and I’ll do whatever you ask.”
A rare glint of mischief shone in her clear and innocent eyes.
“Allow me to spank you!”
After pondering for a moment, Cyrus gave in.
He took her hand and placed it gently on his cheek.
“I did hit you three times. If you want to hit me ten times in return, go ahead.”
But she arrogantly declined.