She Stuns the World - Chapter 432: Chapter 432
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Athena's eyes darted around nervously. She glanced left, then right, checking to see if anyone was watching. With a playful smile, she rushed forward and wrapped her arms around him.
Matthew held her close, enveloping her in a warm embrace.
Sharing such an intimate moment in the quiet night felt simply perfect.
Athena couldn't help but think about how wonderful it was, though she wished there weren't so many layers of clothing between them. She longed to feel the warmth of his skin, to experience the comfort of his body heat.
Behind the gates of the Donovan family villa, Alaric had his face pressed against the iron fence, watching the whole scene unfold with a heavy heart.
"Is... is our Athena really being stolen away by a jerk?" he muttered in disbelief.
Arthur stood behind him, resting his chin on Alaric's head, his expression mirroring the same dread. "Looks like it."
Alaric sighed, "Should we go out there and stop them? Maybe find out who that guy is?"
Arthur shrugged. "If you're brave enough to go, be my guest."
Alaric hesitated. "I'm... not that brave."
"Neither am I," Arthur admitted.
Minutes passed, and the two under the magnolia tree hadn't moved.
Growing more restless, Alaric nudged Arthur again. "Maybe we should tell the older ones and let them handle this?"
Arthur shot him a sideways glance. "They won't do anything. They'll just say Athena can take care of herself, and we should mind our own business."
Alaric frowned, frustrated. "So, we're just going to stand here and do nothing while our little Athena gets taken away?"
Arthur let out a long, resigned sigh. "You know what makes everything better? Games. Only games can cure our worries."
With that, he turned and started to walk away.
"Wait for me!" Alaric called out, quickly chasing after him.
Under the sprawling branches of the magnolia tree, Matthew and Athena reluctantly pulled apart.
He gently tucked a stray hair behind her ear and asked, "Are you cold?"
Athena shook her head. "Not at all."
The base layer she wore, crafted from a high-tech fabric developed by her family's company, was lightweight yet warm--ideal for winter. Over that, she had a cozy coat that kept the chill at bay.
She glanced at Matthew, wondering if he might be feeling the cold instead.
"Are you cold?" she asked, her voice laced with concern. "If you are, I can grab a jacket from my place."
A shy thought crossed her mind. "Or, um, would you like to come over for a bit? My family wouldn't mind."
Matthew chuckled softly, shaking his head. "No, thanks. If I showed up at your house now, I'd probably scare them. I wouldn't want to disturb them."
He paused for a moment, then suggested, "How about we take a walk around the neighborhood if you're not tired or cold?"
Athena puffed out her cheeks, trying to stifle a giggle. "Sure! That sounds perfect!"
She hooked her arm through his, feeling a thrill run down her spine. "A winter night stroll sounds just right."
As they strolled along the quiet path, wrapped up in conversation, Athena suddenly remembered something. "Aren't you spending Christmas Eve with your sister tonight?"
"Yeah," Matthew replied. "I spent the day with her. We had our Christmas dinner together this afternoon before I went to the family's house to celebrate with my grandfather."
Concern furrowed Athena's brow. "How is your sister doing? Is she recovering well?"
"She's doing great, thanks to you. She can manage simple exercises and write normally now. But her memory and reaction times aren't quite back to where they were before the accident, so she can't handle anything too complicated just yet. I can't let her meet anyone from the family right now."
Athena nodded, understanding the weight of the situation. "That makes sense. If she keeps improving, she should be back to her old self in a few months..."
The neighborhood stretched out before them, and even though they walked slowly, it felt like they were covering a lot of ground.
Eventually, they left the community and made their way down to the lake at the foot of the hill.
The early morning air was biting, the wind howling around them.
Yet, despite the chill, the warmth in their hearts burned brightly.
Matthew held her close, enveloping her in a warm embrace.
Sharing such an intimate moment in the quiet night felt simply perfect.
Athena couldn't help but think about how wonderful it was, though she wished there weren't so many layers of clothing between them. She longed to feel the warmth of his skin, to experience the comfort of his body heat.
Behind the gates of the Donovan family villa, Alaric had his face pressed against the iron fence, watching the whole scene unfold with a heavy heart.
"Is... is our Athena really being stolen away by a jerk?" he muttered in disbelief.
Arthur stood behind him, resting his chin on Alaric's head, his expression mirroring the same dread. "Looks like it."
Alaric sighed, "Should we go out there and stop them? Maybe find out who that guy is?"
Arthur shrugged. "If you're brave enough to go, be my guest."
Alaric hesitated. "I'm... not that brave."
"Neither am I," Arthur admitted.
Minutes passed, and the two under the magnolia tree hadn't moved.
Growing more restless, Alaric nudged Arthur again. "Maybe we should tell the older ones and let them handle this?"
Arthur shot him a sideways glance. "They won't do anything. They'll just say Athena can take care of herself, and we should mind our own business."
Alaric frowned, frustrated. "So, we're just going to stand here and do nothing while our little Athena gets taken away?"
Arthur let out a long, resigned sigh. "You know what makes everything better? Games. Only games can cure our worries."
With that, he turned and started to walk away.
"Wait for me!" Alaric called out, quickly chasing after him.
Under the sprawling branches of the magnolia tree, Matthew and Athena reluctantly pulled apart.
He gently tucked a stray hair behind her ear and asked, "Are you cold?"
Athena shook her head. "Not at all."
The base layer she wore, crafted from a high-tech fabric developed by her family's company, was lightweight yet warm--ideal for winter. Over that, she had a cozy coat that kept the chill at bay.
She glanced at Matthew, wondering if he might be feeling the cold instead.
"Are you cold?" she asked, her voice laced with concern. "If you are, I can grab a jacket from my place."
A shy thought crossed her mind. "Or, um, would you like to come over for a bit? My family wouldn't mind."
Matthew chuckled softly, shaking his head. "No, thanks. If I showed up at your house now, I'd probably scare them. I wouldn't want to disturb them."
He paused for a moment, then suggested, "How about we take a walk around the neighborhood if you're not tired or cold?"
Athena puffed out her cheeks, trying to stifle a giggle. "Sure! That sounds perfect!"
She hooked her arm through his, feeling a thrill run down her spine. "A winter night stroll sounds just right."
As they strolled along the quiet path, wrapped up in conversation, Athena suddenly remembered something. "Aren't you spending Christmas Eve with your sister tonight?"
"Yeah," Matthew replied. "I spent the day with her. We had our Christmas dinner together this afternoon before I went to the family's house to celebrate with my grandfather."
Concern furrowed Athena's brow. "How is your sister doing? Is she recovering well?"
"She's doing great, thanks to you. She can manage simple exercises and write normally now. But her memory and reaction times aren't quite back to where they were before the accident, so she can't handle anything too complicated just yet. I can't let her meet anyone from the family right now."
Athena nodded, understanding the weight of the situation. "That makes sense. If she keeps improving, she should be back to her old self in a few months..."
The neighborhood stretched out before them, and even though they walked slowly, it felt like they were covering a lot of ground.
Eventually, they left the community and made their way down to the lake at the foot of the hill.
The early morning air was biting, the wind howling around them.
Yet, despite the chill, the warmth in their hearts burned brightly.
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