Chapter 82 Was It You Just Now?
Emelie found herself close to the man’s chest, catching a faint yet pleasant scent.
It reminded her of the rows of pine and cypress trees in the morning forest–damp, cool, mysterious, and intriguing
Her daze lasted only three seconds.
Instinctively, she raised her head to try to see the man’s face.
But just as she lifted her head, her eyes were covered by another strip of black fabric.
The man had picked up the fallen blindfold and tied it securely around the back of her head
Emelie only caught a glimpse of the man’s chin. She could only discem that it wasn’t William.
May I ask, what should I call you? Emelie asked softly.
The man seemed to hesitate brielly but didn’t answer. He finished tying the blindfold and then held her hand.
The female host announced from the stage, “Three minutes, time’s up! Everyone has found their dance partners. So, let tonight’s dance begin!”
The orchestra started playing, and the man embraced Emelie’s waist.
Women are sensitive and susceptible to whether they are being taken advantage of.
Emelie sensed that the man didn’t intend to take advantage of her, so she didn’t resist as he led her onto the dance floor.
Emelie couldn’t see anything and was completely under his control. They danced the basic steps of waltz–retreat to the left, advance to the
right
These were steps familiar to anyone who had attended a banquet
Emelie attempted to pull off the blindfold several times, but the man kept holding her hand, preventing her from breaking free.
The more he concealed his identity, the more Emelie wanted to know. “Who are you, really?”
As he spun her away, Emelie immediately tried to remove the blindfold with her other hand. But the man pulled her back, grasping her hand
once again.
His hand interlocked with hers tightly. Their palms touched, and Emelie could feel the warmth of the man’s hand, stirring her heart.
The faint scent of pine seemed to intensify.
Emelie was distracted the entire song, longing to know who this person was. She was genuinely curious.
The music ended after seven minutes, and the lights in the banquet hall came on.
The man released her hands, and Emelie immediately pulled off the blindfold.
But suddenly, a
a commotion broke out nearby. Someone exclaimed, “Oh no! The cake has been knocked over! Quickly, get out of the way!”
The six–foot–high giant cake, intended to make a grand entrance under the spotlight, unexpectedly collapsed before everyone.
Guests screamed in panic, scrambling to retreat from the collapsing cake.
In the chaos, people bumped into each other, and Emelie, who was close by, was pushed and stumbled several steps.
She had just regained her vision and hadn’t adjusted to the sudden brightness.
In her confusion, she instinctively reached out to grab the man’s hand, hoping he wouldn’t leave in the chaos
But someone else knocked her off course before her hand could reach him.
Someone stepped on Emelie’s foot, causing her to wince and fall.
up and aside, out of harm’s way.
Before she fell, she caught a glimpse of a tall and slender figure. At the same time, someone pulled her up
Emelie tightly grasped onto this person’s hand, refusing to let go. She needed to know who he was.
As she struggled to stand, she quickly lifted her head to look, and then she saw
Samuel
Samuel?
“Ms. Hoven, are you okay?” Samuel asked with concen
Emelie stared at him blankly.
She also caught a faint scent from him, similar to the one she smelled earlier,
Chapter 82 Was 11 You Just Now?
She wanted to get closer and sniff carefully to see if it was pine, but Samuel had already distanced himself from her.
Emelie suddenly lost the motivation to approach him.
“I’m fine,” Emelie replied, biting her lip. Then she asked, “Was it you who danced with me just now?”
