Chapter 232

Felicia blinked in surprise before letting out a soft laugh. "If you don't want me to smile, shouldn't you be covering my mouth instead of my eyes? What's the point of—" Before she could finish, Stephan leaned in and kissed her. Her vision was still obscured, but she felt his warmth and the faint, clean scent he carried as he lightly pressed his lips to hers. It was brief, fleeting, and when he pulled away, he removed his hand from her eyes, leaving her in stunned silence. For a moment, Felicia wasn't sure if it had actually happened. If it weren't for the lingering warmth on her lips, she might have thought she had imagined it. Stephan, ever composed, pulled out a chair beside her and sat down, his expression calm as if nothing had occurred. With a slight wave of his hand, he signaled to the staff waiting nearby. Felicia ground her teeth in exasperation but chose not to confront him. His sudden, uncharacteristic gesture disrupted her thoughts, effectively pulling her