Chapter 482

Angela returned to her room and quickly tidied up before sinking into the single-seater sofa, lost in thought. Her mind kept replaying the moment she had shared with Richard on the mountain. That kiss, fleeting as it was, kept resurfacing in her memory like an endless loop. Though brief, it had stirred a storm of emotions within her. Just recalling it made her cheeks flush. It was the first time in her life she had ever taken the initiative to kiss a man—and the worst part? It was clear that Richard probably hadn’t felt a thing. She buried her face in her hands, overwhelmed with embarrassment, when a knock at the door startled her. Quickly, she got up and opened the door—only to find Richard himself standing there, his striking, chiseled features captivating her. Her breath caught, and she blinked. "What is it?" "Come to my room," he said in his deep, steady voice, already turning toward his room. Puzzled, Angela followed, sensing something serious in his expression. Once inside, he cl