Chapter 1520

When Olivia felt Claude's lips touch hers, she lowered her gaze slightly. His lips brushed hers lightly, like a dragonfly skimming over the surface of a pond. It felt like a cautious gesture, as though he was waiting to see how she would react. But Olivia didn't respond. She just stood there, unmoving. Seeing that she wasn't pulling away, Claude leaned in closer and deepened the kiss. At that moment, Olivia finally closed her eyes completely. Claude, still crouched on the ground, moved in slowly. His lips explored hers gently at first, then with increasing depth and certainty. The soft light in the room spilled over their forms, making the scene feel hazy and dreamlike, as if they were caught in a moment outside of time. * The next morning, the TV in the living room hummed softly. Claude was sitting on the couch, chatting and laughing with the maid. The maid couldn't help but notice how cheerful he seemed today. As she spoke with him, her eyes kept flicking to his face, intr