Love at First Sight? Mr. Harrison Has Been Scheming All Along-Chapter 80: Stay by My Side for a Lifetime, and Slowly Get to Know Me...
"Did I make too much noise and wake you?"
Sean Harrison was sharp enough to notice she had woken up.
Rory Linden didn’t dare struggle. Her whole body was stiff as she said, "Mr., Mr. Harrison, I can get down and walk on my own."
"I saw you were sleeping and was going to carry you to bed."
The man didn’t stop walking as he spoke, carrying her straight to the guest bedroom and gently placing her on the edge of the bed.
All this commotion chased away what little sleepiness Rory Linden had left.
"Sorry, I meant to do some reading, but I didn’t expect to fall asleep."
Rory Linden wiped the corner of her mouth, only relaxing after confirming she hadn’t been drooling.
"It’s fine. If you’re sleepy, you should rest." Sean Harrison paused for a moment. "But your line of work does involve a lot of overtime and not much rest. If you ever feel tired, just tell me. I can find a research institution for you."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Harrison."
Rory Linden was very clear in her mind. ’I will definitely stick to the path of clinical practice.’
Sean Harrison meant well.
So naturally, she had to thank him.
Sean Harrison watched Rory Linden sit up in bed before asking, "Did you see those clothes in the walk-in closet? Do you like any of them? If not, I can have someone pick out a few more and bring them over."
"What clothes? Is there another event I need to accompany you to?"
This was Rory Linden’s first reaction.
Sean Harrison raised a hand to smooth down her stray hairs. "Aren’t you going to your class reunion tomorrow? I can’t go with you, so I wanted to participate in some other way."
The moment she thought of the clothes Sean Harrison had chosen...
Rory Linden immediately thought of that cheongsam.
Although she didn’t know the price of the cheongsam, judging from the accessories that came with it, it definitely wasn’t cheap.
"There’s no need. My classmates are all ordinary people. Our reunion is just about getting together to chat. Normal clothes will be fine."
Rory Linden said this with great sincerity.
Sean Harrison didn’t press her. "It was my oversight."
The thought that those clothes might be worth a fortune made Rory Linden unable to resist asking, "If they haven’t been worn, can they be returned?"
"Then go take a look. Pick at least three outfits you like to keep. The rest can be returned."
Sean Harrison already understood Rory Linden’s personality.
If he didn’t set a minimum, Rory Linden would definitely make him return all of them.
’Three outfits?’
Hearing that number, Rory Linden already sensed something was up.
When she walked into the closet with him and saw over twenty outfits hanging in the previously empty wardrobe, she was so surprised her jaw nearly dropped.
"Why... are there so many outfits!" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Rory Linden had thought there would be seven or eight at most, ten tops.
She never expected there to be so many; they almost filled an entire section of the wardrobe!
Sean Harrison stood to the side. "Go on and choose. Keep at least three. If you like them all, you can keep them all."
"..."
Only then did Rory Linden start taking out the clothes to look at them.
Of the twenty-plus outfits, at least half were formal gowns.
Five of them were even floor-length evening gowns.
Only the remaining half could be considered somewhat suitable for daily wear.
Rory Linden hesitated for a long time before settling on a casual-style suit, then chose two formal dresses in different styles.
After picking them out, she said, "Mr. Harrison, if you need a female companion for any events in the future, I can just pick one of these. You don’t need to have someone choose clothes for me again. I’m a doctor; I have to wear a white coat over any nice clothes anyway."
Sean Harrison suggested, "Then try one on. See if it fits."
Rory Linden nodded.
The man proactively left the space, giving her privacy.
From the three outfits, Rory Linden chose the champagne-colored, floor-length gown—the one that was most demanding of one’s figure.
She first checked the gown’s zipper, confirming it was on the side before she felt at ease taking off her clothes and slipping into the dress.
The overall design of the dress was very simple, with no intricate patterns, but the cut was exceptional.
It perfectly hugged the curves of her body all the way down to the hem.
The fabric’s color was like the brilliant, gentle light of dawn on the sea, and with every movement, it seemed to shatter and reassemble the soft glow over and over.
Rory Linden was still standing in front of the mirror, admiring the beautiful dress.
"Are you dressed..."
The man’s voice came from outside.
"Yes, I’m ready."
Rory Linden looked down again, meticulously checking the zipper one more time.
When she looked up, Sean Harrison was already stepping inside.
The moment their eyes met, she could clearly sense a shift of emotion hidden in his dark eyes.
She lowered her head, subconsciously tugging at her collar and smoothing the hem of the dress. "Does it... not look right?" she asked, a little flustered.
She had never worn such a beautiful gown before.
It was only natural that she started to feel insecure.
"It suits you. It suits you very well."
Sean Harrison’s gaze was fixed on her as he unconsciously took step after step forward.
Rory Linden quickly looked down and lifted the hem of her dress.
The man’s slippers soon appeared in her field of vision.
When she looked up again, she found the distance between them had closed to less than half a meter.
The woody scent of the man’s cologne was clear and pleasant.
Rory Linden really liked Sean Harrison’s scent.
He would drink at social functions but didn’t smoke.
It seemed he had someone who specifically managed his wardrobe; sometimes, to maintain his image, he would change suits two or even three times a day.
But at this moment...
The distance between them was too close, and the scent was laced with a hint of danger.
"Mr., Mr. Harrison."
Rory Linden quietly turned her head away.
"Rory Linden, this past while... how much have you gotten to know me?"
The man raised his hand, planting it on the wardrobe very close to her waist.
If he moved it just a little to the left, he could grasp her slender waist.
The man’s thin lips were close to her ear, his warm breath fanning across her earlobe with obvious allure.
Rory Linden wanted to lean back further.
But the wardrobe was right behind her; there was nowhere to retreat.
She shook her head lightly. "I, I don’t think I know you well at all."
Rory Linden knew very well that it would be difficult for her to understand what kind of person Sean Harrison was in a short time.
But she knew what the man wanted to do right now.
She was also very clear that even if things were at a point of no return...
...as long as she showed any unwillingness before it all began, the man would definitely not continue...
Rory Linden also understood her own heart.
For the past twenty-something years, she had suppressed her emotions, been cautious for far too long.
Today, she was willing to disregard the consequences and follow her heart.
The man’s hand gently pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him.
A pair of dark, ink-like eyes met hers as he asked, "Then why don’t you consider staying by my side for a lifetime, and getting to know me slowly..."
As his voice faded, the distance between them grew smaller and smaller.
The man was tall, gradually eclipsing the light.
He completely enveloped the woman before him in his shadow.
