"Ella!" Collins Aiden turned around and immediately embraced her tightly in his arms.
Noticing her trembling, he slightly hesitated.
He didn't ask anything, but simply lifted her up, walked into the room, and placed her on the bed.
With both hands cupping her face, he stared at her instantly pale complexion and his pupils tightened.
Before he could say anything, Ella quickly burrowed herself under the quilt, wrapping it tightly around her.
She didn't even want to show her head.
"I like you...no matter who I am." Seeing her evasive behavior, Aiden suddenly spoke up.
His eyes flickered, and his tall figure lay down on the bed, reaching to pull her slender body into his arms.
"How can it not matter? You are the Young Master of the Aiden Family!" The moment his arm touched Ella, she immediately tried to wriggle away.
But as soon as she moved, Aiden quickly pulled her even closer to him.
"When you first liked me, I was not the Young Master." Aiden's voice slowly rang in her ear.
