Loving someone naturally came with the desire to treat them well.
Would anyone just keep their feelings buried in their hearts and not treat the ones they loved well?
He couldn’t do that.
Edwin knew perfectly well he wasn’t the kind of man who could hide his feelings.
If it weren’t for Yvonne’s fragile state, he would’ve confessed long ago.
The problem was, Yvonne was still chasing after Lucas.
The three of them all knew each other, and to confess now would only make things unbearably awkward.
So, he had buried his feelings deep inside, never saying them out loud.
But that didn’t mean his affection had ever faded.
He still wanted to treat her well, stay close to her, and quietly clear every obstacle in her path.
Even if she never knew, he was content to do it in silence.
Lying alone on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, Edwin’s thoughts wandered endlessly.
He couldn’t quite define what he felt for her, but one thing was clear—his love carried a possessive edge.
It wasn’t just the desire to be by her side.
He wanted to be the only one by her side.
The thought of her standing next to another man made his chest tighten.
After all, who could watch the woman they love belong to someone else?
If that day ever came, he knew he wouldn’t be able to handle it.
With a quiet sigh, Edwin pulled a pillow over his head.
Her scent lingered there, faint and familiar, wrapping around him until, strangely, he felt at peace.
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