Upon hearing this, Landon Brooke's heart softened abruptly. He couldn't help but lower his head slightly, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"What senior wants is very simple. These past days, I've felt very happy. Perhaps this is the most cherishable moment in decades, so you don't need to do anything. This is good enough."
Landon Brooke rarely shared such hidden emotions with her, but since she was generous in expressing herself, he had to respond in kind.
Perhaps this was the uncontrollable yearning that comes with being deeply connected to someone.
She took a shallow breath, and her emotions stirred as she nestled into his embrace, her delicate face against his chest—
"Senior, I won't let anyone bully you. I will protect you. It has always been this way in the past, it is so now, and it will continue to be so in the future."
"Okay..."
...
The tender moment was soon interrupted by Tom Rosenthal's voice from outside—
"Young Master, Mrs. Warden has arrived."
