Falling into Her Trap: Don't Cross the Line, Mr. President-Chapter 76: I’ve Liked You for Many Years

He looked at the sky, thoughtfully saying, "It’s getting dark."

Sean thought it was a reminder about the bandages and dashed off quickly.

Ethan Blackwood slowly lowered his head, gazing at the hand Claire Shaw had just clasped tightly, as if it still retained her gentle warmth and the faint scent of roses.

On nights like this, one’s imagination tends to wander.

So, what should he do tonight? The enticing young girl, he wanted to devour her but feared hurting her.

Claire Shaw returned to the camp, this time joined by some of Sean’s friends besides Wyatt Lawrence.

They all looked young, exuding the vibe of cheerful and sunny boys. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Senior, I graduated from Meridia University too." The speaker was Roy Bell from The Bell Family, who had just graduated this year.

Claire Shaw greeted him casually, "Hello, junior."

"Senior, you left behind many legends. I’m curious, clearly you studied music, but it’s said Rhys selected you and wanted you to study abroad with him; how did you end up as a kindergarten teacher?"

Mia Hughes, unaware of Claire Shaw’s past, asked while biting a piece of roasted mochi, "Is it the violin master I think, Rhys? A top global violinist with tickets almost impossible to get!"

Roy Bell chuckled, "Sister-in-law, aren’t you close with Senior? Haven’t you heard?"

Mia Hughes looked at Claire Shaw, a bit annoyed, "Wow Claire, I even told you about my bedwetting incident in kindergarten, but you never mentioned your glorious past!"

Claire Shaw, unfazed, replied, "You never asked."

Mia Hughes swallowed the mochi in one gulp, looking adorably confused, "Oh, right."

Claire Shaw reached out to pat her head, "Good girl, if you want to know anything next time just ask."

Others looked on, bewildered. What could one ask if nothing was said?

Unable to hold back, Wyatt Lawrence pulled Sean aside and asked, "Why did you find a fool as your girlfriend?"

Sean rolled his eyes at him, "It’s called innocence, what do you know."

"Well, I don’t understand, but I do get the appeal of a rose like Senior."

"I advise you to give up early; be careful or you’ll end up bleeding without picking the flower."

Wyatt’s eyes showed determination, "You wouldn’t understand."

Watching Wyatt’s departing figure, Sean couldn’t shake a feeling of unease.

Wyatt grilled a few skewers of tenderloin and handed them to Claire Shaw, who declined, "Thanks, I’m not hungry yet."

Wyatt didn’t mind, "Senior is just as before, not giving anyone a chance."

Claire Shaw looked at him, "We’ve met before?"

Roy Bell hooked an arm around Wyatt’s neck, "Senior, our little Lawrence is your devoted fan. Your violin performance at the freshman welcome ceremony took half his soul away..."

Wyatt nudged Roy Bell with his elbow, Roy raised an eyebrow, "What? Did I say something wrong?"

"No, you got it right, it’s more like all his soul was taken."

Wyatt suddenly turned to look at Claire Shaw, his eyes burning and direct, "Senior, I have liked you for many years."

Claire Shaw had just taken the lemonade Mia Hughes handed her and drank a sip when Wyatt’s abrupt confession hit her.

"Cough..."

Even someone like Claire Shaw, who had heard many bizarre confessions, was startled and choked, coughing repeatedly.

Mia Hughes patted her back to help her breathe, glaring at Wyatt, "Who confesses so suddenly!"

Wyatt scratched his head, not awkward at all, his handsome face open and cheerful, "Senior is finally single again. I’m afraid if I don’t confess now, there’ll be no chance."

Claire Shaw was flushed from coughing, covering her mouth with a napkin.

A well-defined hand offered a napkin, accompanied by a man’s deep voice, "Are you okay?"

Claire Shaw covered her mouth with the napkin, turning away to cough for quite a while before calming down.

Ethan Blackwood also settled beside her.

For some reason, as soon as he sat down, it felt like an air conditioner had started, with cold air blowing out.

The presence of a mature man starkly contrasted with the boys there.

Ethan Blackwood, seeing Claire Shaw gradually stop coughing, handed her a cup of warm water, then casually glanced around, "What are we chatting about? Looks fun."

Though his words seemed gentle and light, the authoritative aura made everyone feel suffocated.

Sean silently lit a few incense sticks for Wyatt, wishing him well and not to blame for missing the warning, Amitabha.

It was practically a royal rumble scene!

Yet, amidst it all, someone remained oblivious. Roy Bell naively explained, "Ethan, you don’t know, Wyatt’s been secretly in love with Senior for years and seized the chance to confess eagerly."

Ethan Blackwood lifted a cup of water, his defined fingers gently rubbing the cup’s surface, the stainless steel rim glistening coldly like the frost in his eyes.

"Secret love, indeed a beautiful term."

Wyatt bravely spoke out, "Senior, I really like you. Can we date?"

Claire Shaw wiped the water stains from her lips, flushed from the earlier coughing, her fair neck, ear tips, and cheeks tinged with pink.

Dressed to look youthful, she resembled a high school girl experiencing first love, irresistibly charming.

Ethan Blackwood remained silent, occasionally playing with the cup, his displeasure palpable to Claire Shaw.

Even though Ethan Blackwood rarely showed emotions openly, most couldn’t discern his moods.

But Claire Shaw could sense he was angry!

Claire Shaw licked her lips, feeling inexplicably guilty, "Wyatt, I don’t plan on dating at the moment."

Initially, she expected her rejection would lead Wyatt to back down, but surprisingly, the sunny boy showed no signs of retreat, instead grinning broadly.

"I knew Senior would reject me, but that’s okay. I heard Owen Crawford pursued you for three full years before you agreed. I’m only twenty-two; I have plenty of time unlike those older men chasing you."

Sean glanced at the oldest person present, Ethan Blackwood, whose expression was indiscernible, thinking incense sticks wouldn’t help anymore, better to arrange a full funeral service.

Claire Shaw widened her eyes, wondering if pursuing someone was this courageous now?

Wyatt smiled at her brightly, "Senior, I’m serious!"

Simultaneously, Claire Shaw felt a hand sneak into her lower back.

That hand was large, calloused, with fingertips hot enough to melt her delicate skin.

Anyone could guess whose hand it was!

Claire Shaw nearly gasped in surprise.

Although no one stood behind her, Ethan Blackwood was too bold in front of everyone!

She glared at Ethan Blackwood, who only offered a cold smile, his pupils filled with danger.

"It’s someone else confessing to you, Ms. Shaw; why look at me?"

Claire Shaw felt overwhelmed, realizing Ethan Blackwood was really angry now!

Yet there stood the headstrong sunny boy, determinedly pressuring, "Senior, you..."

"Sorry, I can’t accept."

Wyatt changed his tone, "Senior, do you have a boyfriend now?"

The hand at Claire Shaw’s waist paused, as if waiting for her answer.

The rough fingertip brushed against her body, softly stroking her skin...