MainNovelAnd out of all the comments, the wildest ones definitely cfrom Jasper Vane.
Jasper must've posted at least a dozen comments by himself.
"What's going on?" "Is this really your wife?" "Dude, no way! I thought you lost your wife!" "@Sebastian-wait, that's not what I meant. I just thought Miranda was with you, man!" "Congrats, you two! Wish you all the best..." Jasper was just there for the , stirring the pot for his own amusement.
Compared to him, everyone else's comments seemed pretty normal.
Miranda glanced over them, then closed thewithout a second thought. Announcing their relationship never really meant much to her anyway.
But if Elian liked the idea, she was happy to go along with it.
Aside from the people she actually cared about, the opinions of others never really registered for Miranda. Honestly, she was a little surprised she and Elian had even made it this far.
But hey, if you like someone, there's no point in pretending otherwise.
It wasn't like she was head-over-heels in love with Elian, either.
So, she couldn't promise him anything.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFrom Zephra to Virell, from the first tthey met until now, she had never disliked him. She never minded when he got close, never felt uncomfortable.
She knew it wasn't just his looks or the way he fit her tastes, though that didn't hurt.
He didn't try to control her life. He respected her, understood her.
Their souls just... clicked.
Back in Zephra, when she'd had trouble with the Hawke family, he did help out.
But he never took over. Instead, he just gave her what she needed the Hawkes' criminal records, and evidence she could never have dug up herself, including the proof that Miranda Hawk had been framed years ago.
She told him she hated people stepping in for her, that she liked handling things herself.
So, after that, he never got involved with her Hawke family again.
But she knew he used his influence behind the scenes-mostly to help clean up the gossip swirling around her.
He was surprisingly easygoing.
She liked people who listened.
Because Miranda knew herself well enough: she was fiercely independent. That kind of intensity made her especially resistant to anyone trying to control her or box her in.
Elian made his feelings clear from the start.
But he never used his affection as a leash.
Given his position, he easily dug up her past, even figured out she was hiding a few secrets.
He probably even guessed the truth about her identity.
But he never brought it up, never pressed her for details.
At that time, Miranda wasn't ready to open up anyway.
She didn't hate him, didn't push him away-she just wasn't there yet.
What finally let Elian into her heart might've been what he said that day: "Whatever you do, it's your choice. Your will, your freedom." "Remember, you're free. No one can force you." Right then, she realized this was a man who would never use love as a chain.
Even if he carried his own burdens, he'd never shackle her.
He looked like a reckless golden but his soul was vast-like opene Pover wild fields. Copen ne Miranda loved to grow wild and free.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnd he loved watching her bloom.
Maybe it was that spark, that moment when their souls resonated, elether think-maybe it's nice to be understood by someone.
He was blunt about his feelings, almost shamelessly biased in his e affection for her.
And, well, she liked that.
So why not make things official? You can't just let a guy like that call you "wifey" for nothing.
After all, men like Elian-tall, gorgeous, the whole package-don't exactly grow on trees.
Even if you ignore his looks and that killer body...
Well, let's be real: you can't ignore them.
Chapter 421
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