Chapter 38

His gaze always lingered on his companion, filled with affection and tenderness. The warmth in his eyes seemed ready to spill over. His companion appeared dazed, lost in the moment, yet the atmosphere between them was so harmonious. The women around them could only watch with envy and jealousy. Anthony was gentle with everyone, but distant. Yet with this woman, he showered her with attention and care. Whenever someone tried to offer her a drink, he would step in to block it. If she wanted something to eat, he would serve it to her. When she grew tired of standing, he would walk with her around the room, and if she felt weary, he would lead her to rest. Such a considerate man—how could he not be theirs? The young women present couldn’t help but sigh in longing. Stella felt the weight of their envious, jealous, and even warning gazes. She swallowed hard and turned to Anthony. “Anthony…” “Hmm? What did you say?” Anthony leaned down, his ear close to her mouth. Stel