Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming!

Chapter 336: I’m Not the Biological Child of the Morris Family [1]



Chapter 336: I’m Not the Biological Child of the Morris Family [1]

What is happiness? It’s when the person you love happens to love you too, no matter how many twists and turns and storms you both go through, the love remains unchanged.What does the feeling of happiness entail? It’s a sweet and tender heart, tears streaming down your face, embracing the one you love most, and when you smell the scent on him, you shed tears of joy.

Ariel Morris listened to Arlo Seys’ words, stunned in place. When she came back to herself, she hugged Arlo Seys’ body in return, tears in her eyes, smiling brightly.

"Arlo." Ariel Morris murmured softly, filled with tenderness and deep affection.

Arlo Seys gently kissed Ariel Morris’ forehead, his voice tinged with a deep nasal sound as he responded with a hum.

Ariel Morris smiled in Arlo Seys’ arms, suddenly, a warm drop of water fell on her forehead. Ariel Morris’ body stiffened for a moment, holding Arlo Seys’ body even tighter.

It was----- Arlo’s tears, the aloof, indifferent, noble-like-a-heavenly-prince Arlo, shedding tears for the first time, and for her.

Ariel Morris had a smile on her lips, her own tears fell more intensely in silence.

In the late-night rain, under the dim street lamps, the two held each other, shedding tears of heartache for one another.

Arlo Seys embraced Ariel Morris, his eyes full of love and warmth, "Ariel, let’s go home."

Ariel Morris gave a gentle smile, nodding her head.

The two returned to the villa’s second floor, took a warm shower, and changed into clean clothes.

Arlo Seys took the hairdryer to blow-dry Ariel Morris’ hair, her head leaned against Arlo Seys, a happy smile on her face.

"Arlo, why did you suddenly cool down?"

Arlo Seys stroked her smooth hair, his gaze soft, "It was Langdon Seal, he came to see me." Arlo Seys paused for a moment, "Ariel, I know the truth from eight years ago."

Ariel Morris’ body stiffened for a moment, a low, slow voice sounded, "Arlo, I..."

"Ariel," Arlo Seys interrupted Ariel Morris’ panic, "Eight years ago, you shouldn’t have used suicide to protect me. I don’t care about being used compared to you. I just want you by my side, even if you use me, I am willing."

Ariel Morris shook her head, her tone firm, "No, I won’t use you, not in this lifetime. You’re my bottom line. I can be hurt, I can be misunderstood, but I won’t let you get hurt, and I don’t want to bring harm to you."

These words were light, her voice was not loud, yet felt like a heavy punch hitting Arlo Seys’ heart, leaving him deeply shaken.

Arlo Seys blow-dried Ariel Morris’ hair, recalling the infuriating tactics of the Morris Family couple, his gaze grew colder as he blow-dried her hair, his tone acted casual as he casually asked, "Ariel, eight years ago, after you left, how did the Morris Family turn the tide?"

Ariel Morris paused for a moment, "I don’t know, I never paid attention, I haven’t worried about the company’s matters, nor have I paid attention."

Arlo Seys’ heart stirred like a storm, yet his expression remained calm and composed, only his eyes added a touch of sharp coldness.

Ariel doesn’t know it was the Seys Family who funded the Morris Family, then---- Laura Pinley’s video, Ariel is completely unaware of it? Doesn’t know the video she exchanged with suicide actually has a backup! Or is it that the video Ariel threatened with her life was completely fake?!

"By the way, Arlo," Ariel Morris interrupted Arlo Seys’ contemplation, "Arlo, can you forgive my parents? Look, I’m fine now; their final scheme fell through, and it didn’t threaten the Seys Family. Arlo---- can you forgive them?"

Arlo Seys’ face sank a little, and he calmly replied, "The methods they used, they were completely heartless towards you! Ariel, you have deep feelings towards them, but they may not feel the same! Is this what biological parents do to their own child?"


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