Serenity and Zachary York novel Chapter 3201

Dylan did not run. It was too late anyway.

He had no choice but to sit and stay calm. He turned to look at Imogen with an intense gaze. She could not guess what he was thinking through his eyes.

Imogen leaned toward Dylan. They were so close that he could smell her faint fragrance.

He wondered what perfume she used. It was not overpowering and had a light and pleasant smell.

“Dylan,” Imogen uttered softly.

“I’m listening,” he replied.

“I have one question. What do you feel for me now? Are you pursuing me? If you are, why are you ignoring me?”

After pressing his lips, Dylan answered, “That was more than one question.”

He paused before adding, “Will you scold me if I tell you I don’t know? Will you think I’m a jerk?”

Dylan did want to pursue Imogen.

He thought she was great and Grandma May’s choice was never wrong.

If it had not been for that girl, he could have accepted spending the rest of his life with Imogen, even if he did not love her.

However, that girl was bold and mischievous, elegant yet outgoing. He adored those sides of her. He felt the person he truly loved was that girl.

She was like an unpredictable fox, unlike Imogen, an elite daughter.

Imogen knew Dylan was not able to give her a definite answer.

She stood straight and put her hands into her pockets while staring at him.

After a moment of silence, Dylan took his glass and finished his alcohol before filling it up again. He said, “Nana always presents wife candidates whenever one of us gets old enough to marry.

“She’ll give us one year to pursue our wives-to-be. Aside from Zachary, both Callum and Kevin had gone through the same thing. They’re now happy with their partners. Going by age, I’m the fourth among all her grandsons, and I’m about to turn twenty-nine. It’s about time I got married.

“I never had to worry about marriage previously because I had three of them before me. Now that they’ve found the women they love, it’s finally my turn.

“Nana had a lady chosen for me too. To be honest, I don’t know when she decided on a candidate. I simply received a picture and basic information about that girl, such as her name and family background.

“And nothing else. Nana said women are like books, something new to discover with every page we flip.”

Imogen asked, “Am I the candidate your nana picked for you?”

Dylan nodded.

“Yes.”