Chapter 127

The moment that shameless thought crossed my mind, my cheeks began to heat up. Logan was still seated beside me, calmly using what looked like a very expensive and refined knife to slice the apple into perfectly shaped pieces. I kept watching, unable to break the serene beauty of the scene. An unbelievably handsome man, wearing a white shirt that somehow seemed even brighter than moonlight, was sitting here, meticulously slicing an apple just for me. Those hands—capable of signing deals worth billions—were now moving so gracefully, preparing to feed me. I was mesmerized. Logan finished slicing the apple, then speared a piece with a small silver fork and held it out to me. I obediently opened my mouth, and as the taste hit my tongue, I realized it was the best apple I'd ever had. With a gentle smile, Logan continued to feed me, and I continued to open my mouth, take a bite, and then open again for more. At last, he paused. He took a wet tissue and gently wiped the corners of my mo