Chapter 96 He Can't Imagine Life without Celeste

Celeste turned to look up at Damon. She wasn't wearing makeup, and her face still bore traces of bruising.

There was a small cut on her dry, cracked lips. Her eyes sparkled under the dim light.

As Damon saw her delicate face, he suddenly felt the urge to kiss her.

"When did you arrive?" she asked.

"A while ago."

Following his instincts, he lowered his head and kissed her.

In the dry autumn air, Celeste's lips had a slightly coarse texture that tickled Damon.

He initially intended for a brief kiss but found himself unable to stop.

Dizzy from the kiss, Celeste instinctively held onto Damon's neck.

"Breathe, darling." Damon couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at her blushed face in his arms. Why did he have to remind her every time?

Suddenly, a crisp sound of a shattered water cup came from nearby. Damon turned to see Leah standing at the office door, her eyes already red.

"Leah, haven't you left work?" Damon greeted awkwardly.

Leah turned and ran out in tears.

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