Chapter 566

Chapter 566:

At that instant, Fernanda’s heart fluttered unexpectedly. It beat gently at first, but soon it quickened, racing as if it might leap from her chest. Her eyes locked with Cristian’s, and she felt the warmth in his stare, an intensity that felt like a protective embrace, as though it could shield her from any storm or struggle.

For a long moment, Fernanda was speechless. She realized that any words she could offer would fall short of capturing the depth of what he had just shared. Memories of their time together flooded her mind, each moment vivid with the kindness Cristian had shown her since their first meeting. He had paid attention to her likes and dislikes, protected her from malicious gossip, celebrated her birthday with care, and even offered her company when she expressed interest in starting her own business.

With each gesture, he had wrapped her in warmth and affection, slowly rekindling the fire in a heart that had once felt cold and empty. Cristian had told her he liked her, yet when she hadn’t answered, he waited patiently, standing by her side, offering comfort and support without asking for anything in return. His gentleness overwhelmed her, as though he had poured all his passion and patience into her alone.

Fernanda found herself wondering why he was so kind to her. Did he care for her this much?

As she looked down at the box of cookies in her hands, her heart swelled with warmth, feeling as sweet and comforting as the cookies themselves. His thoughtfulness never ceased to surprise her, with each gesture quietly touching her heart, leaving her both stunned and deeply moved.

A realization struck Fernanda—perhaps it was time to offer him something more, something meaningful in return. Her gaze shifted to Cristian, a slight bite on her lip, and with sincerity, she asked, “Do you truly like me?”

“Yes.” Without a second’s hesitation, he nodded, his answer simple and certain.

“Your gift brought me so much joy.” Fernanda’s voice softened as she spoke, the weight of her words carrying a quiet sincerity. “So, I think it’s only right that I give you something in return.”

“Okay, I’m curious. What is it?” he asked, a gentle smile forming as his eyes brightened.

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Fernanda pressed her lip between her teeth, as though making up her mind in that very moment. With utmost seriousness, she replied, “Do you want me to be your girlfriend?”

At that instant, Cristian felt the world around him fade into an almost tangible silence, leaving only the gentle, melodious cadence of her voice reverberating in his mind.

The night hung still above them, the sounds of fireworks now long gone, leaving a quiet void. Even their breaths seemed to disappear into the stillness, barely audible.

Cristian leaned in ever so slightly. His hands moved gently to Fernanda’s shoulders, grounding them both in the moment. His gaze, intense and unwavering, locked onto hers, like dark depths pulling her in, as though his eyes were an endless void.

Barely above a whisper, he asked, “What did you just say?” His tone was tender, as though fearing his voice might shatter the moment. “Could you repeat that for me?”

Something about his cautious, earnest expression eased Fernanda’s nerves. Her voice steadied as she replied, “Do you want me to be your girlfriend?”

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