Chapter 897

Victoria didn't say a word. She just sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring at Aiden. Her feelings for him... were all over the place. That first meeting, she'd instantly felt this weird pull—like she wanted to protect him, even claim him. He'd played the part of a broke guy chasing money, and she'd wanted to be the one to give him everything, to feed his pride and vanity. But turns out, it was all smoke and mirrors. Money was never his problem. He was that typical carefree playboy—floaty and unserious, always chasing after the next pretty face. Victoria had always lived with caution, like she was tiptoeing through broken glass—and somehow, she got fooled by a guy like that, heart and all. She couldn't help but laugh at herself back then. Then again, maybe it wasn't such a bad thing. With the mess she came from, growing up in a loveless, broken home, a fairytale romance was never in the cards. Truth was, love had never been her top priority. "You should go to bed," Victoria stood