Slowly Falling into His Love Trap

Chapter 332: Meeting Again as Strangers

Slowly Falling into His Love Trap

Chapter 332: Meeting Again as Strangers

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Chapter 332: Chapter 332: Meeting Again as Strangers

At this moment, Eleanor Keaton was still shouting in the restroom, clutching the bucket in her hand, not knowing what to do.

Cecilia Lynch stood outside the restroom, inexplicably finding it amusing.

Eleanor Keaton, after all, was a wealthy young lady, having received a high-class education from a young age. How could she come up with such lowbrow tricks?

However, thinking about Eleanor holding a horribly smelly bucket made Cecilia unable to suppress her laughter.

The sunlight fell on her face, and she smiled exceptionally brightly.

Feeling as if someone was watching her, her heart clenched, and she followed that gaze until she met Julian Keaton’s unguarded eyes. Her smile suddenly froze.

Cecilia and Julian hadn’t seen each other for several days.

She originally thought they would never meet again in this lifetime, but unexpectedly, they met so abruptly.

And the person in the restroom was Julian’s sister, Eleanor Keaton!

Cecilia’s first thought was to escape.

But her legs felt like they were filled with lead, not allowing her to move.

She greedily looked at Julian, feeling happy even just watching him from afar.

Julian was the first to take steps towards Cecilia.

He had seen the joy that had just appeared on her face and unintentionally became entranced.

During the days entirely away from her, she had been in all his dreams, crying, laughing, and acting coy.

And just now, he had truly seen her smile so happily. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

After leaving him, had she indeed, been living better?

Julian continued walking toward Cecilia, his gaze fixated on her, refusing to look away, his gentle eyes brimming with unfathomable longing.

As Julian came closer and closer, Cecilia’s heart pounded wildly, as if it might leap out of her chest.

What would Julian say to her?

Knowing how she treated his sister, would he blame her?

Had his wife already been chosen?

Cecilia had a myriad of questions she wanted to ask Julian.

But all the questions were stuck in her throat, and she couldn’t utter a single word.

Julian paused for a second in front of Cecilia, then strode past her, directly entering the ladies’ restroom.

Cecilia’s vision became blurred at that moment.

It was heartache, it was ridicule, it was helplessness, it was a sigh, it was deep... resentment.

That’s right!

She seemed to forget that they agreed the next time they met, they would act like strangers, pretending not to know each other.

Being able to catch a glimpse from a distance was already a luxury; how could she still hope for them to exchange words?

Cecilia stood in place, tears falling silently, clutching the spot over her heart.

It hurt so much!

Julian entered the ladies’ restroom, and Eleanor, seeing him, cried out as if seeing a savior, "Brother! Help me! What do I do! How can I return to the banquet looking like this!"

"Nonsense!" Julian’s handsome face clouded over, "You think I don’t know why you ended up like this?"

Because he knew Eleanor would act rashly, Julian was always on guard against her.

"Are you still worried about that?" Eleanor stomped her feet anxiously, "Brother, please help me! I don’t know what to do now! I’m scared to go out! This thing won’t come off no matter what! It smells awful! Brother, you..."

While speaking, Eleanor moved closer to Julian.

In a hurry, Julian stepped back to avoid her.

"You asked for it!" Julian said harshly, "I warned you more than once not to provoke Evelyn Morgan, but you wouldn’t listen!"

"I won’t admit defeat!" Eleanor shouted, "I’ll make Evelyn Morgan pay!"

"No, it’s not!" Eleanor immediately shouted, "Evelyn Morgan has been at the banquet all along; she couldn’t have known this in advance. She must have a partner! It’s that partner who made me end up like this! I will find her, and I won’t let them get away with it!"

"I forbid you to investigate further!" Julian’s stern voice rang out, exuding a cold, fierce aura, powerful enough to leave Eleanor hesitant to defy him.

"Why?" Eleanor could hardly believe Julian’s attitude at this moment, "Brother, I’ve been bullied like this, and you won’t let me seek revenge?"

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