Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Chapter 965 - 964: The Whereabouts of That Love Letter

Nico Haynes: "...A chill hit me. Arlo, I’m telling you, murder is illegal!"Arlo Seys: "No worries, I’ve got the aftermath."

Nico Haynes sent a crying emoji, "Ever since the boss got married, it’s the first time I felt there’s still brotherhood in our boss’s heart! So touching! But Arlo, seriously, you’ve been playing the role of the deeply devoted and protective brother to Beauty Grant for so many years, aren’t you planning to break it? I remember it crystal clear, her eighteenth birthday, when you came to my place in the middle of the night soaked like a drowned rat, unforgettable!"

Dawn Sutherland glanced at the person sleeping on the bed, his eyes deep: "Shut your mouth, that night I slept with you in the same bed, you snored a few times! You even threw away my clothes!"

Nico Haynes: "Heaven knows, how could you wear those clothes when they were that soaked? I generously gave you a set of my own clothes to wear, okay?!"

Dawn Sutherland sent a goodbye emoji and exited WeChat, not wanting to bother with Nico Haynes anymore.

The year Daisy Grant turned eighteen, by the time he left it was already past 1 a.m., soaked to the bone, he didn’t go back to the Sutherland Family, because he knew they wouldn’t leave the door open for him. That night, he had to brave the rain to crash at Third Haynes’s place.

Third Haynes, while complaining, told him to take a hot shower and handed him a set of clean clothes.

He changed, showered, and remembered running desperately through the rain to deliver the flower cakes to Daisy before midnight, making it there just on time without missing the moment. His eyes deepened, and too exhausted, he collapsed into bed asleep.

It wasn’t until the next morning that he discovered Third Haynes had thrown away the clothes he came in, kindly saying: "This set on you, is my gift to you! Arlo, that raggedy set you had, I had the servant throw them in the trash!"

Reflecting on those youthful days, Dawn Sutherland’s lips curled into a faint smile.

Those years, he had foolishly acted for love, and had once ran breathlessly through heavy rain just to deliver a birthday gift to Daisy, running as far as necessary, recklessly running, just to not miss that midnight birthday greeting.

Dawn Sutherland’s gaze turned back to the person on the bed, with some depth.

Marrying you, it’s probably the happiest and luckiest thing in my life.

I can spend a lifetime accompanying you, waiting for you to look back and see me, see me always there by your side.

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In the morning, the first thing Daisy Grant saw when she woke up was Dawn Sutherland’s gentle and bright face, his finely sculpted thin lips, and distinct features, causing her heart to leap and her cheeks to flush red, realizing they were actually sleeping on the same bed!

Looking at the still sleeping Dawn, Daisy couldn’t help but smile, and then she noticed that his hand was covering hers, tightly enclosing her fingers.

No wonder she, who’s used to light sleep, slept so soundly last night, simply because he was there by her side.

Perhaps her gaze was burning too intensely, because the person next to her stirred, raising his brows and gradually opening his eyes.

Unexpectedly, their gazes locked, as if drawn together by magnetic force, they held each other’s eyes without looking away.

From this close distance, her long lashes were reflected in his eyes, overflowing with gentle light.

And his features, from her eyes, etched deeply into her heart, his gaze dazzling like a sky full of bursting fireworks.

For a long time, Daisy’s heartbeat accelerated, her cheeks slightly flushed. Hurriedly, she averted her gaze, getting out of bed, "Second... Second brother, let’s go down for breakfast."