Skye Brown's almond-shaped eyes hid a smile, and the dimples at the corners of her lips made her delicate and alluring makeup tonight seem even cuter.
Her smile was always so sweet, sweet enough to melt Norman York's heart.
Words from others, Norman York might not care about.
But the words of Skye Brown, he would definitely listen.
Gently planting a kiss on Skye Brown's forehead, Norman York said, "After you finish with the bathroom, come find me in the lounge. You're about to become Mrs. York, you should also participate in matters regarding Mr. York."
It was a simple sentence, but Skye Brown knew it represented Norman York's honesty with her.
He was willing to be open with her about everything, even work matters, not hiding anything from her.
This feeling was very magical; Skye Brown couldn't remember for how long she hadn't met a man who cared for her and valued her like this.
She initially thought Norman York's feelings for her were merely novel interest and curiosity.
