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Chapter 415 Chapter 416 65 vouchers After breathing warmth onto Teresa's hands, Troy cupped them firmly in his palms. He was still crouched in front of the wheelchair, the light bathed him, casting a golden sheen over his figure. Troy looked up at Teresa, his voice low as he asked, "Do you want to build a snowman?" Teresa nodded, her eyes shining with anticipation. "Yes," she replied. Troy chuckled. "Come on, I'll take you there." He pushed Teresa's wheelchair around the garden, finally stopping by a flower bed where the snow had piled up thick.

After locking the wheelchair in place, Troy said, "There's lots of snow here. Let's make our snowman right here." "Okay," Teresa replied. She leaned forward a little, reaching out her hands-just warmed by Troy-to touch the icy snow. Her hands ached from the cold, but her heart was filled with warmth. She piled up the snow, shaping it into the body of a snowman. Troy stood off to the side, pulling out his phone to capture the moment. "Honey, turn your face this way a little," he said, angling his phone for the perfect shot.

Teresa turned to look at him, and when she saw him snapping pictures, her cheeks flushed instantly. She frowned and protested, "Troy, stop it. I'm not photogenic." As she spoke, she reached out to grab his phone. Troy quickly raised his phone out of her reach, his other hand holding onto her cold one. He looked at her, his smile deep and genuine. "You're beautiful. I just want to capture more of you like this." Teresa tried to pull her hand back, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't get it free from Troy's grip. She grew even more embarrassed. "Troy, let go of me," she said.

Seeing her cheeks flushed, Troy couldn't bear to tease her anymore and finally let go. "Alright, if you don't want me to take pictures, I won't," he said. E 55 Vouchers After putting his phone away, he crouched back down in front of Teresa's wheelchair, joining her to build the snowman together. But before they could finish the snowman, Troy couldn't help himself-he flung a handful of snow straight at Teresa's face. Teresa couldn't help herself either. She grabbed some snow and tossed it right at Troy.

The two started messing around, and soon they were shoving snow inside each other's clothes. Teresa grabbed a handful of snow, twisting her body to try and stuff it into Troy's shirt. But sitting in the wheelchair, she wasn't quick enough-her hand missed the armrest and she tumbled straight into Troy. Seeing this, Troy quickly reached out to catch her, and as he did, her chest bumped right into his arm. In that instant, Troy's face went red and hot. Teresa felt it too. She quickly sat up straight, turning her face away, and blurted out, "Troy, I... I...

I'm sorry." Her words were a mess, and she even apologized for no reason. Troy chuckled, the corners of his mouth lifting. "Still want to keep building our snowman?" Teresa nodded, "Yeah, I still want to." "Then let's finish our creation together," Troy said. With that, the two of them exchanged a knowing glance and got back to building the snowman, both focused and wordless. Once they were done, Teresa took off her scarf and wrapped it around the snowman's neck. Troy pulled out his phone. "Let me snap a couple of pictures.

This is the first snowman we've ever built together." As he spoke, he kept changing angles, trying to get the perfect shot of the snowman. Teresa turned to look at him, taking in his chiseled features-those sharp brows, clear eyes, and that high nose. His lips moved as he spoke, and honestly, he was so handsome it almost didn't seem real. And right now, this ridiculously good-looking guy was right here by her side. Teresa couldn't help but feel a little proud inside.

She even found herself thinking, 'If I ever get the chance to introduce Troy to my friends and family, he'd be someone I could really show off. But after all those years married to Charles, he'd only met her family a few times, and always just in passing. While Teresa was still lost in her thoughts, Troy had already snapped the photo. Seeing her dazed, he quickly leaned in, nuzzling his face right next to hers, and held up his phone, snapping their very first selfie together.

Chapter 416 55 vouchers In the picture, Teresa was staring at the camera, looking totally confused, while Troy was grinning like he'd just discovered a hidden treasure. As soon as he took the photo, Troy tucked his phone away before Teresa could even say a word. "Troy, you..." Teresa just stared, totally flustered, not even knowing what to say. But then, Troy took the scarf off the snowman, wrapped it around his own neck for a moment to warm it up, and then carefully wrapped it around Teresa's neck. Teresa didn't refuse. She obediently lowered her head so Troy could put the scarf on her.

Once he was done, she looked up at Troy, and he was already looking at her-his eyes a little red from the cold, but sparkling with laughter. They were so close, they could feel each other's breath. Teresa's heart skipped a beat. She noticed Troy's hair was dusted with snow, and she couldn't help herself- she reached out and gently brushed the snow off his head. "It's freezing out here. Why aren't you wearing more layers?" she asked.

She remembered how Troy always rocked those stylish coats and trench coats-they looked amazing, but honestly, they didn't keep out the cold like a puffer jacket would. Troy dipped his head, making it easier for Teresa to brush the snow off his hair. He always cared about how he looked, and wasn't a fan of people fussing over him or getting too close physically. But when it came to Teresa, he was fine with anything. Seeing her fuss over him, a sly smile tugged at his lips.

"If I want to stay on your mind, I've gotta look my best 24/7, right?" As he finished speaking, he lifted his head, and his cheek brushed right against Teresa's palm. Teresa jerked her hand back as if startled, shooting him a look, her heart thumping wildly again thanks to him. A few seconds later, Teresa fixed Troy with a serious look and said, "Let's go grab some roasted sweet potatoes." Changing the subject was the only way to get him to stop with those flirty lines. And honestly, she really was craving some sweet potatoes. The sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes filled the air.

When it came to Teresa, Troy never said no to her. He pushed her over to the street vendor and ordered two sweet potatoes. Once they had their sweet potatoes, Troy picked up a spoon and tried to feed Teresa, but she quickly refused. "I can do it myself," she said. Troy insisted, "Let me feed you." As he spoke, he scooped up a spoonful of sweet potato. When he brought the spoon to her lips, Teresa hesitated for a moment, but still opened her mouth and let him feed her. After she ate, Troy used the same spoon to take a bite himself.

Then he scooped up another spoonful and held it out to Teresa again. This time, Teresa paused, her eyes dropping to the spoon, her feelings all tangled up inside. Troy knew exactly why she was hesitating, but he just wouldn't pull the spoon away. He wanted to see how she'd react. As the sweet potato on the spoon started to get cold, Troy thought, 'Maybe Teresa really doesn't want it after all.' Just as he was about to take the spoon back, Teresa suddenly opened her mouth and ate the sweet potato. And that was the same spoon Troy had just used. Which totally counted as an indirect kiss.

What really had Troy on cloud nine was seeing Teresa slowly, almost unconsciously, warming up to him. He was so caught up in the moment, he actually forgot to keep feeding Teresa. Noticing him lost in thought, Teresa called out to him, "Troy?" Troy snapped back to reality, grinning. "Coming, coming." After she finished her sweet potato, Troy gently wiped the corner of her mouth. After wiping her mouth, Troy looked at her with a soft, tender gaze and said, "Teresa, you're so pretty." Teresa looked down, her whole face turning bright red.

Right there by the roadside, Troy didn't care who was watching as he doted on Teresa. Just then, a Rolls Royce pulled up at the red light. Inside, Liam was behind the wheel, while Charles sat in the back. With over ninety seconds left on the countdown, Liam glanced out the window, And there, right by the roadside, he spotted Teresa and Troy. Liam was so shocked he rubbed his eyes, and once he was sure it was really Teresa, he quickly turned to Charles in the back and said, "Mr. Logan, is that Mrs.

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