Chapter 909
Chapter 909:
His shirt hung open, partially buttoned, showcasing his impeccable physique.
He didn’t have an overly muscular build, but his body was finely sculpted, with ideal proportions.
His legs were notably long, making him a standout presence in any room.
Austin’s build wasn’t the lean, delicate type often seen on TV; instead, he bore the rugged, powerful essence of someone untamed, as though he had roamed the wilderness. Yelena found herself captivated, her cheeks flushing with heat as though she were on fire.
Without realizing, she moistened her lips, her mouth dry from the sudden intensity.
She missed the subtle shift in Austin’s expression as he noticed her action, his eyes deepening with an intricate mix of emotions.
“Why are you only getting dressed now?” Yelena managed to ask, diverting her eyes.
Austin’s smile widened playfully. “Isn’t this a nice treat for my future wife p>
Feeling suddenly bashful, Yelena faltered. “I should really help downstairs,” she stuttered.
Before Austin could respond, she quickly disconnected the call.
Left staring at his phone screen, Austin managed a grin; teasing Yelena had been more enjoyable than expected, and it recharged him for the upcoming challenges.
Back downstairs, Yelena sensed the room’s focus shift to her as she re-entered.
She approached with a forced smile, attempting to seem casual.
“Done with your call so soon?” Donna asked, her smile hinting at her understanding.
Being a happily married woman herself, Donna knew well how precious each conversation could be to separated lovers.
The image of Austin’s athletic form flashed through Yelena’s mind again, causing her cheeks to redden. She shook her head as if to dispel the vivid memory.
“He… he had to go,” Yelena responded awkwardly.
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The room noticed her discomfort and chose not to pursue the subject further.
They all found Yelena’s bashfulness quite charming; her usual patience gave way to a more animated and engaging demeanor.
The Christmas Eve dinner unfolded at the old Harris family residence, where a bountiful spread awaited the guests. As Callum and Donna, accompanied by Cayson, Bella, and Yelena, entered the dining area, Cayson’s eyes lit up at the sight of the feast.
Seated at the head of the table, Callum surveyed the gathering and offered a warm smile. “On this special night, let’s set aside our troubles and toast to the festivity. Merry Christmas to everyone p>
The meal proceeded without incident, a welcome respite from the usual family dramas. However, just as the evening was winding down, Elianna made an unexpected request. “I’d like Bella to spend the night. It’s Christmas, and no one should be alone p>
Bella exchanged a thankful glance with Elianna, having hoped for such an invitation. She and Jarvis had been subtly influencing Elianna, sharing stories of Bella’s difficult living situation and her fears.
Moved by their descriptions, Elianna insisted on offering Bella refuge. However, Callum, who had reservations about Bella’s presence, seemed poised to object.
Anticipating his response, Elianna cut him off and asked, “Would you really spoil Christmas over this p>
Callum knitted his brows, unwilling to let something so insignificant cast a shadow over the holiday. “Alright,” he finally said. “She can stay for now. We’ll figure out the rest later p>