Ch. 901..910

Chapter 901

Sean stuttered, "M-Mr. Hoffis, d-did I mess up this morning? Or did you just wake up on the wrong side of the bed?"

Elio's voice resembled a blast from an ice cellar, sending chills down the spine. "Sean, why did you send me an adult film last night? Are you trying to get yourself fired?

Sean started to sweat profusely. He gulped and anxiously explained, "M-Mr. Hoffis, I sent it because you requested a romantic animated movie.

"Considering you live alone, asked for the movie late at night, and usually don't watch animations-especially romantic ones-I assumed you were hinting at something else."

Elio narrowed his eyes and said through gritted teeth, "Candice wanted to watch it. I don't know a thing about romantic animated movies, so I relied on you for a recommendation. And you've managed to botch it entirely."

Sean's eyes widened in shock, his mouth hanging open. He was so stunned that words eluded him for a long moment.

After a deep breath to quell his anger, Elio loosened his grip on Sean's collar. Stepping back, he warned, "If Candice ends up hating me or gets a bad impression because of this, you better start packing."

Startled, Sean quickly lowered his head and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Hoffis. I'm truly sorry. I'll find a way to fix this. I'll do whatever it takes to restore your reputation." Elio maintained a stern expression and said nothing as he climbed into the back seat of the car.

Sean wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurried into the driver's seat before driving away. All the while, he was thinking about how he could fix the situation. In the back seat, Elio was reviewing some documents.

After a while, Sean cautiously asked, "Mr. Hoffis, Ms. Morrison didn't catch much of it, did she?"

Elio responded with a nonchalant hum.

Braving the tension, Sean asked further, "And what about you?"

"I watched the entire thing," Elio replied bluntly.

Sean suppressed a laugh. He knew it no man could resist such a good film. It was almost a universal truth. "Do you need more films like these?" he asked.

Elio closed the document and closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. In a low voice, he replied, "No, I have no use for them."

"Mr. Hoffis, what if I scout out some stunning ladies for you? You'll surely be pleased," Sean suggested.

Elio smirked. "No need for some. Just one will do."

Sean was excited. "Alright, Mr. Hoffis. What's your preference? Or do you have a specific person in mind? I can handle the arrangements." "Candice Morrison," Elio stated firmly.

Sean froze, overwhelmed by shock. After a long while, he cautiously broke the silence. "Mr. Hoffis, isn't that asking too much of me? How am I supposed to approach Ms. Morrison? Everyone in Norvania knows better than to mess with the Morrisons, and I'm just an assistant."

"If you can't do it, shut up," Elio snapped.

Sean clamped his mouth shut, too intimidated to say another word.

As noon approached, Candice kept her eyes glued to her phone, watching the minutes tick by. The moment the clock struck noon, she sprinted from her office like a shot from a cannon.

Meanwhile, when Vanessa turned to invite Candice for lunch, she was surprised to find her already gone.

Full of anticipation, Candice hurried to the elevator, smoothing her dress and fixing her hair with a smile. The elevator was packed when the doors slid open, but she squeezed in and pressed the button for the CEO's office floor.

As she pressed the button, everyone in the elevator tumed to look at her, their gazes curious and appraising. The new CEO had instilled fear throughout the company, prompting most employees to steer clear of him at all costs.

Everyone wondered who would be brave enough to walk into the lion's den. However, Candice seemed oblivious to the wary glances cast her way.

One by one, people exited the elevator at their designated floors, leaving Candice alone as the elevator ascended to the top. When the doors slid open on the floor housing the CEO's office, she stepped out.

Chapter 902

Chapter 902

Candice walked through the spacious hall, surveying her surroundings. The assistant's desk was unoccupied, and there was no sign of Sean. The CEO's office door was slightly open. Driven by curiosity, Candice moved closer and was about to knock.

Just then, she heard a noise from inside-something like a stack of papers tumbling to the floor. She edged closer and peered through the gap in the door. Though she couldn't see anyone, she could hear Elio's cold, angry voice piercing the air. "Take your people and leave."

Then, a reply came from Tim McAree, his voice aged and resonant with authority, "Elio, curb your arrogance. When your grandfather and I were laying the foundations of this company, your father hadn't even been born.

"Your grandfather would have shown me the utmost respect if he were still alive, and your father would have done the same. Who do you think you are to dismiss my people?"

Elio's response was chillingly detached. "I'm firing you and your entire family. Now, all of you, get out."

"What right do you have? I worked alongside your grandfather to build this company and helped your father to expand it. I may not have achieved much, but I've put in my fair share of hard work. How dare you fire me!" Tim challenged.

Elio was unmoved as he said, "The shares you own, the salary you draw, and the dividends you receive each year-all of these are the rewards for your past efforts. The company has compensated you financially.

"We owe you nothing further. You're no longer effective and can't add value to our operations. It's time for you to retire and make room for others."

"Well, Flio, you really are something." Tim sneered.

"None of the people you brought in with your connections will be staying," Elio added sharply.

Just then, another loud crash echoed. Startled, Candice stepped back. Tim, appearing in his 60s, stormed out of the office, followed by several young men in sharp suits.

As they brushed past Candice at the door, Tim stopped to give her a disdainful look and taunted, "So, it's you? You're just a designer, yet you dare to show up at the CEO's office? You're quite attractive. Did you sleep your way to take over from the previous design director?"

Candice instantly understood from Tim's bitter remarks that the former design director had been one of his allies.

After his harsh words, Tim left the office with his people.

Hearing the commotion, Elio hurried out, only to find Candice standing dazed at the door. His face showed a mixture of anxiousness and excitement. He hadn't expected Candice to actually show up.

Candice swallowed nervously and managed a careful nod. "Mr. Hoffis."

Elio opened the office door further and invited her in warmly, "Don't just stand there at the door. Come in."

Candice's nerves were still on edge. She had only heard Elio's voice earlier, but its cold ruthlessness had been chilling. Now, his warm demeanor was a stark contrast. "I-I didn't see Mr. Lowe, so I came straight here. I didn't mean to eavesdrop." Candice said timidly.

"It's okay." Elio reassured her with a gentle smile. He stepped forward, took her wrist softly, and guided her into the office. His voice was exceptionally gentle as he asked, "Have you had lunch?'

"Not yet," Candice replied, still shaken by her earlier fear.

"Wait here for a moment, and I'll take you out to eat." Elio guided her to the couch and slid some snacks and fruits on the table toward her. "Have a little something to stave off hunger. I'll be ready soon."

Elio then quickly stood up and walked over to his desk. He stacked the half-reviewed documents neatly and powered down his computer. Then, he slipped on his suit jacket before grabbing his car keys and phone.

Candice sat anxiously, keeping a close eye on him. His quiet, stern demeanor made him incredibly intimidating, which explained why many in the company were fearful of him.

After getting ready, Elio approached her and said, "Let's go."

Feeling uneasy, Candice stood up abruptly. Her eyes brimmed with reverence as she gazed at him, mirroring the cautious awe a subordinate might reserve for a stem superior.

Chapter 903

Chapter 903

Elio approached Candice, his expression growing somber and his eyes losing their usual spark. With a hint of displeasure, he said softly, 'Don't be afraid of me, Candice."

Candice nodded in response, then hesitated and shook her head.

Elio sighed. "I know I can be stem at work, but that's only toward my subordinates."

"But I'm also your subordinate," Candice replied cautiously.

Elio let out a laugh of exasperation and hung his head in resignation.

Worried she had misspoken, Candice quickly clarified, 'It's not that I'm afraid of you. I just need a little time to get used to this."

After all, his demeanor was notably different. He was typically harsh with others yet unexpectedly gentle with her, which unsettled her.

Elio checked his watch and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Candice shook her head. 'Not really."

Taking her hand, Elio led her toward the nearby lounge. He hoped to gauge Candice's feelings and better understand her thoughts. Candice was confused.

Elio opened the door and guided her inside. After closing the door, he stepped close and trapped her against it. He held her wrists and leaned in to meet her eyes. Candice was startled, her heart pounding and her breath hastening as she anxiously glanced up at him.

Enveloped by Elio's commanding, masculine presence, she felt an unseen force bearing down on her, almost stealing her breath away. His subtle scent mingled with every breath she took.

Elio's gaze was intense and mesmerizing as it lingered on her lips. His Adam's apple bobbed noticeably as he spoke in a low, husky voice, "Candice, should I interpret your silence as you having feelings for me as well?"

Her mind went blank, her body trembling slightly. Without warning, Elio leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. A shy, involuntarily whimper escaped her as she leaned back against the door.

His kiss was sudden, like a whirlwind of passion mixed with a lingering tenderness. With fervor, he delved into her mouth, their lips and tongues dancing in a wild tango of desire. His kiss went deep.

Gradually, his body pressed against hers, pinning her soft figure against the door and leaving her immobile beneath his weight.

Once again, like before, Candice surrendered without resistance. Yet, confusion clouded her mind.

Wasn't he supposed to be taking her to lunch? But here they were, locked in a passionate kiss in the office lounge.

What followed was beyond her expectations. Their kiss deepened, and things took an unexpected turn.

While the passion swept Candice away, Elio's hands boldly delved under her clothes, exploring without restraint. Her legs grew weak, and she found support against his sturdy chest.

"Candice..." Elio's voice, rough with desire, caressed her ear as he whispered, "Candice, do you want this?"

He had only planned to kiss her to gauge her feelings, but now he found himself overwhelmed by a desire for more.

Overcome by passion, Candice found it hard to pull away. She nodded and shyly buried her face in his chest.

Elia locked the door. Then, with one hand, he lifted her thigh to his waist, his other hand supporting her hips. He carefully picked her up and continued kissing her as he walked toward the single bed.

Candice kept her eyes shut as he pinned her down on the bed, her body yielding to his touch. After removing their clothes, Elio's body ignited a wild fervor within her

once more.

Though it was their second time, Candice still felt a sharp discomfort. But it gradually gave way to a profound pleasure that she hadn't experienced before as she grew accustomed to their intimacy. The feeling was incredibly pleasurable and addictive.

Candice remained shy. She dared not open her eyes or utter a sound, yet her excitement soared as if she had unlocked a hidden world of ecstasy. It was at that moment that she finally understood the wonderful and blissful experience of being intimate with the man she had feelings for.

Chapter 904

Chapter 904

After their intimate time together, Candice, overcome with embarrassment, hastily dressed while Elio was bewildered. She practically sprinted away from the room. "Candice..." Elio called out. He couldn't go after her as he wasn't fully dressed yet.

She dashed out of the office and into the elevator, gasping for breath. Upon returning to the design department, Vanessa hurried over and leaned forward with her hands on Candice's table. Vanessa's gaze fell upon Candice's flushed face and slightly swollen lips. "Candice, what happened? Why are you so red? Did you have lunch?"

Candice avoided Vanessa's gaze, looking down sheepishly. "Yes, I did. Just by myself."

"I didn't see you in the cafeteria! And you usually take only half an hour for lunch. Why did it take you over an hour today?"

"I-I didn't eat at the company cafeteria. I went somewhere... far."

Vanessa lightly smacked Candice's hand with a hint of displeasure. "Candice, why didn't you bring me along if you found a great spot?"

Candice forced a smile and tucked a stray wisp of hair behind her ear. "Next time. I'll definitely take you there next time."

Suddenly, Vanessa exclaimed, "Don't move."

Candice looked at her in surprise.

Vanessa lifted Candice's long hair to inspect the area behind her ear close to her neck. Then, she questioned, "Why's there a red mark on your neck? It looks like a hickey." Candice panicked. "A hickey?"

"A love bite!" Vanessa said, looking astonished.

Flustered, Candice quickly let her hair fall to cover her neck. Then, she feigned annoyance. "Don't talk nonsense. I-I scratched myself. It was just a mosquito bite."

Given her experience, Vanessa could

easily tell whether it was a mosquito bite or a hickey. Moreover, Candice's bashful expression was

us

unmistakable. Her face was ablaze with redness, and her eyes were brimming with shyness.

Vanessa sighed and asked, "Candice, are you sure you don't have feelings for Wendell?"

"I don't. Please stop trying to set us up," Candice muttered.

Vanessa shrugged and mumbled disappointedly, "Alright then. I'll let Wendell know he should move on and look for someone else."

Candice gave her a faint smile. "That's something you should have done a long time ago."

With that, she turned on her computer and began to revise some drafts.

Meanwhile, feeling the drag of boredom, Vanessa slumped back into her chair and rested her head on the desk, intending to take a brief nap for about half an hour.

Suddenly, the ringing of Candice's phone broke the silence. It was Elio calling. A wave of awkwardness and embarrassment swept over her, and she found herself at a loss for how to handle the situation.

The thought of having sex with Elio,

especially within the confines of his office, was something she never expected Even though it had happened in his private lounge, she couldn't shake off the feeling that she had lost her mind, sensing she was becoming bolder in her actions.

Unsure of how to face Elio, Candice swiftly ended the call. A heaviness settled over her mood. Reflecting on the values instilled in her since youth, she chastised herself for succumbing to impulsivity

Why had she yielded so readily to sleep with a man? Even though that man was Elio, her crush, shouldn't she have shown more restraint?

Every encounter with Elio seemed to strip away her self-control and discernment, leaving her utterly vulnerable to her emotions. She loathed herself for this vulnerability.

Just then, Candice's phone buzzed. She picked it up and read Elio's message. "Why did you run away? I'll see you on the first floor. Let's have lunch."

Candice hesitated for a few seconds before typing back. "It's fine. I'm not hungry. Go ahead without me."

Almost instantly, Elio's reply came. "You still haven't answered my question. Why did you run away?

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Chapter 905

Candice texted a reply. "I'm busy at the moment."

Yet, Elio continued to message her.

"Can we talk in person?"

"Candice, you didn't turn me down initially. So, why the sudden change in your behavior? What do you mean by this?"

"I'm waiting for you. Are you coming down, or should I come up?"

Candice stared at Elio's messages on her phone, unsure how to respond. As her anxiety mounted, she turned and glanced at Vanessa.

With her extensive experience in matters of the heart, Vanessa was often regarded as somewhat of a love guru. Candice scooted her chair closer to Vanessa and whispered, "Vanessa, can I ask you something?"

Vanessa, who had been dozing off with her head resting on the desk, murmured sleepily, "Go ahead."

"My friend has had a crush on a guy she's known since they were kids. However, he's always kept his distance and even avoids her. He doesn't seem to like her much.

"But lately, as they've both gotten older, he's been reaching out to her and they've slept together twice without any strings attached. What do you think his intentions are?"

Vanessa sat up abruptly, her hand flying to cover her mouth in shock, her eyes wide as she looked at Candice.

Confused, Candice asked, "What's the matter?"

With a concerned expression, Vanessa frowned and said, "Candice, it's clear that someone is taking advantage of you."

"It's not me. I'm talking about my friend," Candice replied meekly.

"Oh, right, your friend." Vanessa quickly corrected herself, her expression softening into a sympathetic pout. "Babe, your friend has definitely been taken advantage of. That's terrible. Who's this jerk?" Candice swallowed nervously, her breathing uneven. "What do you mean?"

Considering Candice's words carefully, Vanessa explained, "It's obvious your friend has blossomed into a stunning beauty. So, now this guy is suddenly drawn to her looks.

"Even if he never cared for her before, that doesn't stop him from wanting to sleep with her now! You know how men can be, they often let their desires guide their actions."

Candice's face turned a shade paler, and she was so distraught that she couldn't speak.

Vanessa grasped Candice's cold

hand and comforted her. "Candice, it

sounds like your friend doesn't

understand much about

relationships. She's inexperiepel.net?

and too naive, which is why she was deceived by that guy."

"H-He's not like that," Candice murmured in a weak defense.

"Did he ever say he wanted to be in a relationship with your friend?" Vanessa asked.

Bitterness flooded Candice's heart.

Her fingers trembled, and tears

welled up in her eyes. Elio had

expressed such desires, nor had he

hinted at wanting a relationship.

Feeling overwhelmed, Candice stood up. "Vanessa, I don't feel well. I'm going to take the rest of the day off and go home."

Vanessa could sense Candice's

distress and empathized with her.

She gave

thece a gentle pat on

the back. "Go home and get some rest. And tell your friend to really think things through and steer clear of jerks like him.

"No matter how long she's been crushing on him, she doesn't deserve this treatment, alright? He's just toying with her emotions."

Candice grabbed her bag and left the office, looking despondent as if she had lost a piece of herself. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts as she stood before the elevator.

The elevator chimed, and the doors slid open. She walked in with her head hung low, looking utterly listless.

At the same time, the doors of another elevator opened, and Elio emerged, walking briskly toward the design department with an air of anxiety.

As he passed, employees greeted him respectfully, their faces showing surprise. They were puzzled by his rare visit to the design department.

"Mr. Hoffis." The design department employees stood up, their eyes following him with apprehension.

Elio glanced around the department but couldn't spot Candice. He approached the nearest employee, the question ready on his lips.

Chapter 906

Chapter 906

"Where's Candice," asked Elio.

"Mr. Hoffis, Candice just left with her bag," the employee replied respectfully.

Without a word, Elio turned and dashed toward the elevator, jabbing the button impatiently. As he watched the floor numbers shift slowly, he pulled out his phone and dialed Candice's number.

He listened to the connecting tone for a while before the call suddenly dropped. He dialed again, only for Candice to disconnect once more. After the third attempt ended in the same manner, he gave up resignedly.

By the time Elio made it outside the first-floor lobby, Candice was nowhere to be found. Feeling dejected, he returned upstairs. He was distracted all day, unable to concentrate on his work.

As night descended, the neon lights from outside illuminated Elio through the glass window. He stood by the window staring at the night sky with his hands in his pockets.

The bustling street below sharply contrasted with the emptiness he felt inside. He couldn't fathom why Candice had behaved this way.

Suddenly, a knock echoed through the office door. Sean cautiously entered and spoke, "Mr. Hoffis, it's already 10:00 pm. Are you heading home soon?"

Elio remained silent. His figure seemed isolated in the dimly lit room, exuding a chill that discouraged anyone from drawing near.

Sean checked his watch. Although he had discreetly eaten dinner earlier, his thoughts were with his loving wife at home, eagerly waiting for him to return and warm their bed together.

He hadn't planned on working overtime again that night. Even though the extra pay was a welcome bonus, it did little to lift his spirits.

Fearfully, he asked, "Mr. Hoffis, is something troubling you? Can I assist with anything?"

Elio didn't reply but walked out with purposeful strides. Sean quickly stepped to the side, standing stiffly as he let Elio pass. Once Elio was a few steps ahead, Sean timidly followed.

On the drive home, Elio stayed silent, his expression stony as he stared out the window at the scenery passing by.

Sean was behind the wheel. After much internal debate, he finally decided to broach the subject. "Mr. Hoffis, is it because Ms. Morrison has been ignoring you?"

Elio turned to look at him, his gaze piercing and cold.

Sean's throat tightened, his back rigid as a shiver of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It looked like his hunch was right.

Could the trouble have been sparked by the film he sent to Elio? Was his job now at risk?

The more Sean thought about it, the more agitated he became. "Mr. Hoffis, women can be quite sensitive. A clear explanation might help her understand. If not, I could speak to her on your behalf," he suggested anxiously.

Elio leaned back and heaved out a deep sigh as he closed his eyes. After a moment, he asked weakly, "Sean, if a woman is willing to sleep with you, does that mean she's interested in you?" "Of course," Sean replied firmly.

"But what does it mean if she starts ignoring you afterward?" Elio questioned. He had never been in a relationship and was baffled by Candice's actions. He struggled to understand her behavior. Sean was taken aback by the question and asked, "Why would she ignore me afterward? Does it have something to do with my skills in bed?"

Elio's face fell into a frown.

"Maybe I did something to upset her?" Sean speculated.

Elio remained silent.

Sean shifted his focus and said, "Mr.

Hoffis, if it were me, any woman who chose to sleep with me must find something appealing about me-either my personality or my looks because I certainly don't have money or power. But for you, it's different."

He paused, then continued to analyze cautiously. "With you, Mr Hoffis, the reasons could be numerous. If she's your subordinate, we have to consider that it could be seen as workplace harassment."

Chapter 907

Chapter 907

Elio felt a wave of panic and demanded angrily, "What are you implying?"

Sean swallowed hard, his voice tinged with fear as he explained, "Mr. Hoffis, if a woman agrees to sleep with you but then avoids you, it's likely because she's intimidated by your wealth and influence. She doesn't actually have feelings for you."

Elio suppressed his anger and emphasized each word sharply. "She isn't short of money, nor is she lacking in influence. She has everything."

His words completely floored Sean. His mind was in overdrive, trying to process the fact that Elio had hooked up with Candice. It was like Elio was defying the Morrisons with every breath!

Sean couldn't help but be in awe. It seemed like true love was indeed capable of conquering any challenge. Elio must have felt like he had no regrets left in his life.

"Mr. Hoffis, some women are naturally gentle and kind-hearted. Even if they come from powerful families, they can be very timid at heart.

"Having been sheltered since childhood, they may not know how to say no or stand up to malicious intentions. Instead, they tend to avoid such situations," Sean cautioned gently.

Elio smiled bitterly as he felt his heartache intensify. He had naively interpreted Candice's lack of rejection as a sign of mutual affection, only to realize that he might have been causing her pain all this time.

He saw himself as nothing more than a selfish creature consumed by his desires. He shut his eyes to fight back tears, the pain in his chest making each breath a struggle.

Candice had always been optimistic. She wouldn't dwell on the two times she had slept with Elio. After all, he was the man she had a crush on.

Even if he had taken advantage of her, she chose to remember those moments as beautiful memories. She felt that she had fulfilled her longing for him.

If Elio didn't want a relationship but still expected more intimate encounters with her, that was completely out of the question. As Vanessa had pointed out, Candice deserved better.

Candice knew men and women often see things differently. Unlike women, men could have sex without love. She began to ignore Elio's calls and messages. Eventually, Elio stopped trying to contact her and didn't seek her out. She didn't need

to go out of her way to avoid him since their interactions had already been minimal since the beginning.

A month flew by in no time. Despite repeated notifications from her period-tracking app, Candice's period still hadn't started, and she was deeply panicked.

A week after her missed period, she donned a baseball cap and a mask before discreetly visiting a small, secluded pharmacy to buy a box of pregnancy test strips. Then, filled with anxiety, she used the strips in a public restroom.

The result hit Candice like a ton of bricks. The test was positive! Her world seemed to crumble around her, her heart in turmoil. They had slept together twice without protection, leaving the time of conception uncertain.

Crouched in a comer with the test strip in hand, Candice felt an overwhelming urge to cry. The thought of being unmarried and pregnant was unbearable.

She knew her family would struggle even more to accept this reality. If they discovered that Ello was the father, they might even threaten his life.

What should she do? She couldn't let her family find out about the pregnancy. Should she consider an abortion in secret?

After much deliberation, Candice, feeling utterly lost, reached for her phone and dialed Elio's number. It had been a month of silence between them, yet she had no choice but to contact him.

Even if she didn't want to keep the baby, she needed to inform Elio. At the very least, she needed someone to support her during the procedure. Besides, Elio was responsible for the situation.

The thought of not being able to keep the innocent life growing inside her made Candice weep uncontrollably. Her heart ached immensely.

The phone barely had time to ring before Elio answered; his voice was gentle yet filled with urgency. "Candice, is that you?"

Chapter 908

Chapter 908

Candice's emotions swirled as she anxiously muttered, "It's me."

Elio's breathing grew heavy. Overcome with nerves, he found himself speechless for a long moment. Unsure of why Candice had called, he waited for her to continue.

"Are you... free?" Candice asked timidly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes, I'm free," Elio replied immediately.

"Could we meet and talk in person?"

"Of course," Elio responded without hesitation. He then added, "Where should we meet? I can come to pick you up."

Candice paused to think. Realizing that everywhere was crowded and they risked being seen, she decided on a safer approach. "You don't have to pick me up. I'll come to your place instead. I'll be there in half an hour."

"Alright," Elio replied.

Once she hung up, Candice rose to her feet, put on a mask, and stepped out of the public restroom.

Elio was sitting in his car en route to the airport. After ending the call, he firmly instructed, "Turn around and head back home."

"But Mr. Hoffis, the flight is about to depart," Sean said.

"Cancel the event. We're going home immediately," Elio commanded with unwavering seriousness.

Sean knew better than to argue further, especially after overhearing that the call was from Candice.

For Elio, missing a season launch event was negotiable-it could be canceled, postponed, or even skipped. However, missing any chance to see Candice was out of the question.

Sean rerouted and headed to Elio's villa.

Half an hour later, Candice arrived at Hillside Villa. As she reached for the doorbell, the door swung open.

Sean stood there, already anticipating her arrival. He greeted her respectfully, "Hello, Ms. Morrison. Please come in."

Candice was a bit surprised to see Sean. She nodded and thanked him swiftly before making her way into the villa. Passing through the meticulously tended front garden, she headed toward the main house.

In the doorway stood Elio, clad in a crisp white shirt and sleek black trousers, exuding elegance and striking handsomeness. His penetrating gaze locked onto Candice with intensity.

Every time Candice laid eyes on him, her heart would dance in her chest, setting off a flurry of nerves. It felt as though a wild rabbit was living in her heart, its frantic jumps leaving her breathless.

She found herself rooted to the spot when she was about three feet away from Elio. She struggled to find the right words to begin their conversation.

Flio's voice broke through the tension. 'Come in and have a seat."

Candice nodded in response and walked past Elio. As she brushed past him, she couldn't shake off the uneasiness coursing through her.

She sat rigidly on the couch, her back unnaturally straight. Lowering her head, she toyed with her thumbs in silence.

After closing the door, Elio approached Candice. 'Would you like something to drink?" Candice paused for a moment before responding, "Just water, please.""

Elio fetched a glass of water and handed it to her. Candice accepted it with both hands and thanked him. After taking a sip, she set the glass on the coffee table. Elio's concern deepened as he noticed Candice's anxious expression. He asked, What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" He took a seat on the armchair next to her.

Visibly flustered, Candice glanced around before asking, "Is anyone else in the house?"

Elio leaned forward, resting his elbow on his knee. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice softened as he reassured her. "No, it's just us here."

Candice then carefully reached into her pocket and pulled out a pregnancy test strip wrapped in tissue, which she handed to Elio.

Elio had a vacant look on his face as he gently unwrapped the tissue. He was momentarily stunned when he saw the test strip.

His expression tightened, his hands trembled slightly, and his voice took on a deeper tone. 'What does this mean?"

Chapter 909

Chapter 909

Chapter 909

Candice hung her head, her voice barely above a whisper as she uttered sadly, "I'm pregnant."

Elio's heart skipped a beat at her revelation; excitement electrified every nerve and fiber of his being.

He sprang up from his seat, almost feeling the urge to jump up and shout at the top of his lungs to release the excitement coursing through him. Yet, he managed to rein in his erations.

Candice was carrying his baby? Was he really going to be the father to Candice's child? It felt surreal, like a cream. He struggled to contain the overwhelming happiness within him.

His reaction startled Candice. She glanced up and noticed his clenched fists, his back tumed toward her, and his head tilted upward. She struggled to decipher his emotions.

Was he, like her, grappling with the harshness of reality? Or did he share her sense of being lost and uncertain about the next steps?

Candice had steeled herself for this conversation. Softly, she said, Don't worry. I'm not here to force any responsibilities on you. I just thought you should know. And if I decide to go through with an abortion, I would like you to be there with me."

Her words struck Elic like a sledgehammer, crashing into him mercilessly. It felt like he had plummeted from the heavens to the earth in a split second.

He sank back into his seat, his expression grave as he asked with utmost seriousness, "What did you say? Abortion?

Candice met his gaze diffidently. "Yes, I can't have a child without being married."

She feared the repercussions if her family discovered her pregnancy before marriage. They would undoubtedly come after Clic.

Elio's breathing quickened, his chest heaving as he tightly clenched his hands. His stern voice softened as he said, "Candice, you can't go through with the abortion. Please, give me a chance to take responsibility, alright? I'll be a good father."

Candice stared at Ello with widened eyes, her expression one of utter bewilderment. This wasn't the response she had anticipated. She had assumed Ello would want to get rid of the baby even more than she did, considering the danger their child's existence posed to him.

In a panic, Elio pursed his lips and swallowed hard, his voice hoarse as he stammered, "If you don't mind, I-I could be a good husband, too."

His hands trembled as he rubbed them together, his breathing labored. He fixed his gaze on Candice as if silently pleading for her approval.

Getting her pregnant before marriage and then proposing because of the baby might be considered unethical, but it was his only way to be with Candice.

Elio was prepared to brave the wrath of the Morrisons, even if it meant facing the risk of being beaten to death, all for the sake of having Candice by his side.

Candice's mind went blank. The situation had escalated far beyond her expectations.

After collecting herself, she responded rationally, "Elio, we can't keep this baby. You and I are distantly related. If my family found out that I'm pregnant with your baby out of wedlock, they'I beat you to death.

'I don't care, Candice. They won't deprive a child of its father. They might cripple me at worst, and if

that's my punishment, I'll accept it. I can endure it Elio replied with a resolved tone.

Candice shook her head. The thought of Elio being harmed by her family was unbearable, and she didn't want him to stay with her merely because of the baby. She couldn't bring herself to be so selfish by using a child as a means to trap him.

Elio's heart sank when he saw Candice shake her head. It wasn't solely about wanting to keep the child. What he truly needed was Candice by his side.

He couldn't afford to let this opportunity slip away. He didn't know if he'd ever get another chance to be connected to her in this lifetime.

A sharp, piercing pain seared through his heart, causing his eyes to redden. He pleaded earnestly, Candice, I'm begging you. Please don't be so cruel. The child is innocent."

Candice's heart shattered upon hearing his words, reminding her of the child's innocence. She bither lip to fight back tears. "I know, but the timing is all wrong. Let's-"

"Let's get married!" Flio cut her off.

Candice's heart skipped a beat, and she fraze.

Chapter 910

Chapter 910

Candice's heart thudded in her ears, threatening to break free. Her big, doe-like eyes were fixed on Elio, her mind reeling. The thought of Elio proposing was irresistibly enticing and she was bewildered by the sudden tum of events.

Ello leaned forward, gracefully dropping to one knee while gently taking her hand. The gesture was so unexpected that Candice instinctively retreated, pressing herself against the couch as she stared at him in utter disbelief.

Down an one knee, Elia gripped her hand firmly. His eyes were earnest and intense as he looked up at her. In a voice that was both tender and urgent, he asked, "Candice, will you many me?"

Candice was stunned. The thought that Elio would propose solely for the sake of their child

averwhelmed her with a mix of joy and concern. With a hesitant tone, she replied, "Our families won't agree to this."

"As long as you say yes, I'll handle everything else, Elio stated.

Cancice couldn't bear the thought of anything harming the child she was carrying. If their families could accept it, marrying the man she had secretly loved for so long seemed like a perfect solution

She was aware that many couples started with arranged marriages and grew to love each other over time. She hoped that if she showed enough love and dedication after their marriage, perhaps Elio would love her in return.

Imagining a beautiful future together, she found herself nodding in agreement.

Elio couldn't contain his joy. His eyes brimmed with tears, and his breath became unsteady. He sank anta the couch, puling Candice into a tight hug that almost squeezed the air out of her. His enthusiasm caused her body to ache from the tightness of his embrace.

Candice's arms hung loosely behind him as she rested her chin on his shoulder, gazing absently at the ceiling. She could feel his ragged breathing against her ear, his voice strained and husky as he said," Thank you, Candice. Thank you so much.

"I promise to be a good husband and father. I won't let you down. I'll do everything I can to give you the best and happiest future."

Candice felt as if she were floating on cloud nine; everything around her seemed dreamlike and wonderful.

Yet, anxiety ingered. How would she tell her family? Would Elio end up regretting marrying her just because of their child? Her thoughts spun in a whirlwind of confusion.

Ello's hug was so tight it almost suffocated her. She asked softly. "Can you let go of me for a moment?" Reluctantly, Flic loosened his grip. He gazed at her with such intense warmth that she felt bashful, Gently taking her hand, he asked softly, "Where would you like our new home to be? Is there a particular area or house you have in mind?"

New houses often have high levels of formaldehyde. I think staying here is just fine," Candice responded.

Flio's smile held a hint of understanding, his excitement bubbling inside. "Alright, we'll make this our home. Is there anything you'd like to change?

Candice gestured toward the dark curtains. "Could we replace these with curtains in a warmer color?" Unable to contain his delight, Bio's grin widened. "Of course," he said, holding her hand as they stood up. Then, he asked, "Is there anything else you'd like to change?"

Candice shook her head.

Elio led her upstairs to the second floor. After opening the door to the master bedroom, he suggested," How about making this our bedroom? Do you think that's okay?"

Candice followed him in, taking in the spacious, bright, and simply furnished room. "Just change the curtains. Everything else is fine, "she replied, her needs modest.

She felt as though she was in a dream. Just moments before arriving, she had been silently crying. bracing herself for a conversation about an abortion. Never had she imagined it would instead turn into a discussion about marriage.

As Candice surveyed the room, she noticed Elia walking toward the bedside table, where he quietly closed a photo album. His gesture caused her heart to falter.