No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 115: Loving All About You
So everything was destined.
George River laughed, his narrow eyes filled with sarcasm as he sneered, "So, what you’re saying is that what you really love is my money, right?"
Hannah shook her head, resting her hand on George’s shoulder and sighed, "Why do you not understand? Yes, George River, you’re handsome and wealthy. Your looks and your wealth are part of who you are. You can’t separate yourself from them..." She paused, then smiled and added: "At least not yet. So they are part of you. People often say that when you love someone, you love all of them. So would someone love a part of you, excluding your appearance and wealth?"
People are often such contradictions.
When promoting the nobility of love, it is said that we should love someone in their entirety. This is viewed as a great love.
But when the one who is loved is too excellent, it is said that what is loved is merely their wealth or appearance. This is deemed superficial love.
George River no longer looked at her, remaining silent and not answering Hannah’s words.
From the day of his birth, he was destined for greatness.
Wealth, family, appearance.
Everything he possessed was the absolute best.
With these assets, he could easily earn the love and admiration of others. Yet he was acutely aware that the pursuit and admiration of others were due to his family’s status.
The beginning of his relationship with Hannah was a transaction of unequal status. He was in a high position, accustomed to the pursuit and adoration of others. Hence, when Hannah expressed her feelings for him, he took it for granted.
As far as George was concerned, Hannah’s love was too humble; he would neither cherish it nor believe in her love.
He did not respond to Hannah’s words, and they fell silent once more. Hannah didn’t push a response from him.
For a man like George River, Hannah did not hope that a few casual words from her could change his mindset.
The key reason Tiffany Lynch became George’s darling first love was that their families were on par with each other back then.
A match in social status. Hence, there were no issues or worries about them coveting each other’s wealth.
This is why, even now, George can still trust Tiffany’s love for him, he can love her with a clear conscience.
Hannah, however, could not. Their encounter was fundamentally tied to money, a point that could never be changed.
This would forever represent an insurmountable chasm between them.
However, just because it’s difficult to cross doesn’t mean it’s uncrossable. If one day that chasm were truly breached, perhaps everything would be overturned.
The difference between love and hatred is just a moment.
The afternoon had already descended, with the setting sun casting a warm glow across the land. Soon, the sun set, leaving behind a cool night.
A faint breeze, carrying a subtle fragrance from the man beside her.
George River couldn’t help but look at her.
Hannah was resting, her eyes closed.
Her long and straight legs, her slender waist, upward to her creamy skin, like a jade, the cold pale arms, just like moonlight spilled on top of them.
A fragrance more enchanting than orchids naturally induced thoughts of a sensual night, her pale skin, interlaced with heated breath.
He took a sharp intake of breath, averted his gaze, and took off his coat to drape over Hannah, his voice as distant and cold as ever, "It’s chilly at night."
Hannah opened her eyes, instinctively pulling tighter at the suit jacket around her, looking at the man beside her.
