Chapter 282 Unknown Urges

• Wynter stared with disbelief. Beyond what Dalton had already informed her, she had anticipated more. Dalton had a serious expression on his attractive face. "I used to feel like I was bound to that fable and that I would never be able to choose who I wanted to marry, so it didn't matter if I had to fight to get out." "However, I can heal your—" “But now, I’m grateful for that fable because it has bound me to you,” Dalton interrupted Wynter, laughing. When Wynter heard Dalton's comments, her lovely features briefly changed to one of surprise.
• He drew her into his arms. She could hear his heart pounding steadily. He reassured her, "I've liked you for a long time, and it has nothing to do with who you are." He placed her face into his shoulder, and she craned her neck to gaze up at him, but he appeared uneasy. He defended himself with trepidation. "I'm a good breadwinner and don't have any bad habits, if that helps with your consideration." Wynter replied with a hum. She buried the tip of her nose in his shirt's warm material. He was breathing a bit more quickly than normal, and she could sense it.
• She first came here to prove his identification, but her conflict had resulted in an alternative dialogue, one that she lacked experience in. “I do believe that,” Dalton said softly, as though he were trying to entice her. It's more acceptable to bite your real boyfriend than a phony one. In a voice that was almost audible above a whisper, Wynter said, "I don't like trouble." "Although I wouldn't want to deal with girls who would come for my head, I might think about dating you." Dalton chuckled. "There aren't any, I assure you. Like every respectable spouse, I set limits and maintain them.