The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2059

Seeing the girl suddenly appear in the doorway, Roger set his glass down. His dark eyes, hazy from the alcohol, locked onto her.

She was wearing a soft silk robe, her hair only half-dried. The robe slipped slightly, revealing her pale, bare shoulders, giving her an effortlessly messy, breathtaking kind of beauty that tugged at his heartstrings.

"You're still awake?"

Roger's Adam's apple bobbed as he forced himself to look away. He leaned over to pick up the knocked-over wine bottle, his voice rough. "Why aren't you wearing slippers?"

Before she could answer, he stood up, closed the distance between them, and scooped her up into his arms, carrying her over and placing her gently on his bed.

Roger didn't pull away. He planted both hands on either side of her, his face hovering just inches from hers. The sweet, intoxicating scent of alcohol radiating from him effortlessly drifted into her senses.

"Are you..."

Stella's heart raced wildly. She tilted her chin up, her starry eyes meeting his. "Why are you drinking?" she asked softly.

He hadn't touched a drop at the twins' celebration.

Now, in the dead of night, he was suddenly...

"Did something happen?" When he didn't answer, Stella grabbed his right hand, her voice laced with worry. "If something is bothering you, you can tell me."

"I might not be able to fix it, but I can share the burden with you."

"Share the burden with me?"

Roger looked down at her. His eyes were as deep as the ocean, and a wicked, irresistible smirk played on his lips.

How could he ever bear to let her share his burdens?

"Yes."

Stella nodded, answering with absolute sincerity. "Don't you trust me?"

She wasn't someone who couldn't handle hardship.

No matter what it was, she was ready to face it with him.

Because they were husband and wife.

"I trust you."

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