The Unveiling of Secret Queen-Chapter 302: Just in Time to Hear His Heartbeat_1

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Just in Time to Hear His Heartbeat_1

As Edric Yancey grew older and became aware of the disability in his legs, his self-esteem plummeted, and he grew even more reluctant to interact with outsiders.

Amadeus Yancey truly hadn’t expected that today he would give Nathalie Quinlan the hair clip that symbolized "mommy."

He reckoned the old man here would have his jaw dropped too.

But...

His gaze slid over the girl’s profile, his thin lips pursing slightly, showing no intention to stop her.

Because Nathalie Quinlan deserved it!

Without Nathalie Quinlan, Edric might still be the same as before—self-conscious and defiant, appearing like a little demon with bared teeth and claws, but in reality, feeling more self-doubt, sensitivity, and unhappiness than anyone.

Her arrival was like a light in the darkness. He didn’t know about other things, but at least she illuminated the little guy’s heart.

Compared to before, he had become much more cheerful.

And more confident.

Not to mention that Nathalie had cured the congenital defect in his legs!

Nathalie Quinlan was unaware of the origin of the hair clip, and when she saw the little guy handing her something, she bent down to pick it up and took a closer look.

A hair clip.

And of that ladylike kind.

Luckily it wasn’t too big or particularly conspicuous.

Edric had wanted to give her this gift for a long time but hadn’t found the right moment. Now seeing her lower her eyes to look at the "gift" he had given, he nervously looked up, his voice tense, "Sister, do you like it?"

This was the most precious and cherished thing he had.

He wanted to give Nathalie Quinlan the very best.

But he understood that, like him, the hair clip was not something everyone would like.

He clenched his small fists, his eyelashes trembling slightly like little fans, casting a row of shadows on his eyelids, his eyes bright and filled with anticipation.

"I, I think it would look nice on sister..."

Nathalie Quinlan caught sight of his nervously clenched little hands, and with a helpless feeling in her heart, her voice hoarsely asked, "Do you want me to wear it?"

Honestly, wearing that kind of ladylike dress was already making her uncomfortable, not to mention putting on a hair clip... Nathalie couldn’t picture the scene.

But...

Seeing the little guy nodding his head eagerly...

She steeled her heart and tried to put the hair clip in her hair in front of the mirror.

Nathalie Quinlan had never dyed or curled her hair; her raven-black hair was usually casually tied into a bun or covered with a duckbill cap.

Now, suddenly letting her hair down and having to wear a hair clip, she simply didn’t know how to do it.

It felt more troublesome than creating a pill!

The teeth of the hair clip kept getting caught in her hair, and she couldn’t secure it no matter how hard she tried. Just when she was feeling dizzy and had a headache, a hand reached over, and from above came a deep male voice, "Let me."

His hot fingertips touched her hand.

Nathalie felt an unexpected burn and withdrew her hand.

She stood rigidly in place.

Due to her previous allergy issues, she rarely stood so close to the opposite sex. Even when with Lowie Wilmar and the others, she usually maintained a distance of two or three steps.

But at this moment, Amadeus Yancey was standing next to her as if glued to her, his breath spilling over the top of her head.

What was more unbearable was his height.

Nathalie considered herself to be of average height among women, but standing next to him, she only reached up to his chest. In this position, whether she intended to or not, she could just so happen to hear his strong heartbeat.

Thump, thump.

She was unable to tell whether it was Amadeus Yancey’s heartbeat or her own.

...

She herself thought it was just a simple interaction of helping to put on a hair clip.

In the eyes of others, that scene was simply...!

The tall, handsome man lowered his head, his eyes like cold stars, his gaze clearly filled with tenderness.

He himself was extraordinarily attractive.

Walking down the street, he was often approached by Star Scouts asking if he considered making a debut.