Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming!-Chapter 731: Love the Right Person, One Lifetime...

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Chapter 731: Chapter 731: Love the Right Person, One Lifetime...

Arlo Seys did not reply, he calmly instructed Aunt Forest behind him, "Aunt Forest, go and bring a bowl of the soup I asked you to make today."

"Okay, young master."

Aunt Forest brought a bowl of soup, and Arlo Seys took it, speaking gently to Ariel Morris, "After you finish this soup, where do you want to go? I’ll take you."

Ariel Morris’s eyes flickered as she looked at the person crouching in front of her, her voice slightly hoarse, "Arlo—how did you know I wanted to go out?"

Arlo Seys’s eyebrows were deep and thoughtful, "Aunt Forest said you were staring at the photos, lost in thought. I knew you wanted to go out. Where do you want to go?"

Ariel Morris lowered her eyes for a moment and did not hide anymore, "I want to go to Red Fragrance Hill. I also want to go to Scenic Hill and the whole of City C, I want to see it all again."

"Alright," Arlo Seys’s voice was deep, "Finish the soup, and I’ll take you out."

"Really?" Ariel Morris’s eyes instantly became bright and spirited.

Arlo Seys looked into her lively eyes, his gaze profound.

These eyes, so shining, so bright and striking, if she were really to lose sight, he couldn’t imagine how devastated Ariel would be.....

"I’ve never lied to you." Arlo Seys’s voice was very deep.

Ariel Morris smiled faintly, "Okay."

Arlo Seys held a spoon, crouched beside Ariel Morris, and fed her the soup spoon by spoon, his eyes full of unresolvable tenderness and pity.

Ariel Morris looked at Arlo Seys, a gentle smile surfacing at the corner of her mouth, her voice soft, "Arlo, you’re so kind, I don’t want to let anyone else have you. I also like this house and don’t want to let anyone else be the mistress here."

"No one is asking you to give way, nor do you need to. In this life, I, Arlo Seys, will only marry once and have only one wife." Arlo Seys’s face was slightly somber, his voice firm and unyielding.

Aunt Forest looked at the way the two interacted, smiled, and felt very at ease.

What surprised her most was that the young master, who had been cold and aloof since childhood, would one day be so tender, to cherish a girl like this. Tender and gentle, the young master’s love for Miss Morris has been true since youth and has never changed.

"How wonderful, to love the right person for a lifetime." Aunt Forest whispered softly, no longer being a third wheel, she quietly left the living room, leaving the space to the two.

Ariel Morris forced herself to drink half a bowl of soup despite her nauseous stomach, unable to drink any more. Arlo Seys looked at the now dry-heaving Ariel Morris in front of him, his gaze deepening as he looked at her belly.

This child is causing such trouble, he really wants to give up on it. Compared to the child, Ariel is the person in his heart, the one he cares about the most.

Ariel Morris dry-heaved for a few minutes without throwing up anything. Having managed to keep down a bit of food, Arlo Seys sighed in relief, grabbed a jacket for Ariel Morris, and led her out the door into the car.

The car drove to Scenic Hill High School, where Arlo Seys parked and took Ariel Morris out of the car.

The students were all in class, and the two were stopped by security and asked to register their information. Arlo Seys registered both his and Ariel Morris’s entry and exit details, directly writing "Mrs. Seys" as Ariel Morris’s name in the information section.

The security guard looked over at the two and asked, "What are you visiting the school for?"

Arlo Seys held Ariel Morris’s hand, replying indifferently, "We’re here to relive our youth. My wife and I were both once students at Scenic Hill, and now that we’re married, we wanted to revisit the place where we first met."

The guard nodded, "Go on in, just don’t disturb the students in class."

"Mm."

The two are allowed through, entering the campus.

From the school gate to the playground, and then to the teaching building, every path, every camphor tree was so familiar and dear. Everything that happened in their youth seemed just like yesterday, so clearly etched in the depths of their memories.