Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 515: A Warm HAurora had just returned when she saw Mrs. Hill standing outside with a snow shovel in her hands. Judging by her demeanor, she didn't look like she was about to clear snow but rather as if she was ready to confront someone.

"Mrs. Hill, what are you doing?" Aurora asked, her face full of suspicion.

"Miss, what did that scumbag want you to do at his villa? Lettell you, a good horse never goes back to graze on old grass! Mr. Batreats you so well. That scumbag just got divorced and now he's pestering you again-it's obvious he's up to no good. You mustn't fall for his tricks!" Mrs. Hill said in a worldly, experienced tone.

Aurora couldn't help but feel that if she didn't explain herself soon, Mrs. Hill might actually use that shovel on her.

"Mrs. Hill, you misunderstood. Hayden calledearlier-he's sick and was halone, I went over to check on him. I already called his mother to ctake care of him. Don't worry, there's no way I'd ever get back together with him," Aurora explained with a cough.

"Good, as long as you won't take him back. Miss, you have to think it through. Mr. Bais a hundred times better than that scumbag. Don't let him confuse your heart," Mrs. Hill advised earnestly.

"Yes, I know. I'm going inside now; it's freezing out here." Aurora, dressed in nothing but a cozy oversized sweater, shivered from the cold.

The house was warm and toasty thanks to the heating, but stepping back inside after being out in the cold made her realize just how chilly it was. Mrs. Hill promptly ushered her inside.

Once in her room, Aurora couldn't help but reflect on Hayden's intentions. She knew he wanted to reconcile, but whether Julian was in the picture or not, she could never go back to Hayden. Someone who had hurt her so deeply once could never piece her heart back together.

That afternoon, Mary-Hayden's mother-called Aurora again. She claimed she was busy with something important and asked Aurora if she could look after Hayden for a while. Aurora agreed, but as soon as she hung up, she found the request odd. Mary, who always prioritized her son above all else, suddenly had something urgent to attend to? Aurora quickly realized what was going on. Mary was trying to play matchmaker. Hanging up the phone, Mary turned to Hayden with a satisfied smile and said, "She agreed to cover, so stop sulking. I'll leave now." "Alright," Hayden replied, his mood lifting visibly. He couldn't wait to see her again.

The moment Mary left, Hayden heard footsteps approaching the house. His heart leapt with joy-until a loud voice rang out: "Mr. Alvarez, I heard you're sick, so I cto take care of you!" Standing in the doorway was Mrs. Hill, a stout middle-aged woman with a booming voice.

Hayden stared at her, stunned. "You are...?" "I'm your neighbor. CallMrs. Hill. My Miss is just a child herself-how could she take care of anyone? So, caring for you is now my responsibility. Don't worry, I'll have you feeling better in no time. Have you eaten? I'll whip something up for you right now!" Hayden: "..." Meanwhile, in the neighboring villa, Aurora was tying on an apron, pondering what to cook for Julian that evening. Back in New York, whenever she cooked for Denis Vukic and Asher, Julian would always get upset. She had to reassure him, promising that once they returned home, she'd cook exclusively for him.

Now, with Mrs. Hill dispatched to Hayden's place, Aurora busied herself in the kitchen, expertly washing and chopping vegetables.

When Julian returned, the sight that greeted him warmed his heart: Aurora, clad in an apron, bustling around the kitchen. The delicious aroma of food wafted from the kitchen into the living room.

Julian shrugged off his coat, removed his gloves, and walked straight to the kitchen. He gently wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"You're back? Go rest for a bit; dinner will be ready soon," Aurora said softly.

But Julian couldn't bear to let go of her. "Mrs. Barnet, you're amazing," he murmured.

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"Don't callthat," she protested.

"I'm not joking. Let's go register our marriage in a couple of days," Julian whispered in her ear.

"...Alright," Aurora replied. She figured she was going to marry him anyway-sooner or later didn't really matter.

"It's freezing outside, but just knowing you're here waiting formakes my heart feel warm. Aurora, I finally have a home," Julian said with a hint of emotion in his voice.

Hearing his heartfelt words, Aurora felt a pang of sorrow for him. Compared to her, Julian's childhood had been even more painful.

As the illegitimate son of a wealthy family, he was never acknowledged by his relatives. The only person who loved him-his mother-had passed away when he was still young. All his life, he had yearned for nothing more than a simple, ordinary family. Now, with her, he could finally have that.

"From now on, I'll be your family," Aurora said, her voice gentle but resolute.

Only those who had been hurt would truly cherish such warmth and happiness.

Julian nuzzled her neck affectionately before finally letting go. Aurora smiled radiantly. "Go wash your hands." "Yes, ma'am!" Julian replied playfully.

He went upstairs to change into comfortable clothes. The two of them resembled a newlywed couple-Aurora cooking in the kitchen while Julian set the table outside.

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"Yes, it's amazing. Absolutely delicious," Julian said, showering her with compliments. "Don't overeat, Ne though. You' upset your stomach," Aurora warned him, recalling how overeating had once caused her discomfort. "It's fine. I'm in great shape," Julian replied, scooping up another mouthful of rice. After finishing his meal, he even insisted on washing the dishes.

Watching Julian humming happily as he cleaned up in the kitchen, Aurora couldn't help but smile. Unlike other men who treated chores as a chores as a burden, Julian-a powerful CEO took pride in doing the dishes. He claimed it was because Aurora worked hard, so he should do his part. In truth, he simply couldn't bear to let her do all the work. Aurora curled up on the couch, watching TV. For the first time, she felt that life could be so simple yet so fulfilling. She once thought she was content being an independent, career-focused woman. But after meeting Julian, she realized that mindset cfrom not having someone who truly cared for her.

Julian's love had completely melted her defenses. She was happy now, submerged in the bliss of being with him. Outside, snow blanketed the world in white, but the warmth inside their hwas like spring.

Meanwhile, in the neighboring villa, Hayden looked like he was about to faint. Mrs. Hill had cooked an enormous pot of ginger soup and insisted he drink it all, claiming it would help him sweat out his illness.

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