All Chapters of Silent Devotion: The Billionaire's Patient Love: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

William didn’t argue, simply nodding politely. “That’s right. This will be the first time I’m bringing my girlfriend to an evening event. I’d appreciate your help in picking something that suits her.” “Alright, let me see.” Despite her frail appearance when she first entered, Mandy instantly seemed more energetic the moment she spoke. She carefully studied Kaylee, scanning her up and down with a practiced eye. Instead of choosing a dress from the racks, she opened a cabinet and pulled out a pale blue-green gown. “This one,” she said, holding it up. “I made it last year. Peacock blue is a tricky color—I've been waiting for the right person to wear it.” She held the dress against Kaylee for a moment, nodding in satisfaction. “Your girlfriend will do it justice.” She handed the gown to Kaylee and pointed to a curtained-off area in the corner. “The fitting room is right there. Go ahead and try it on.” “Alright, thank you.” Kaylee quickly took the dress and stepped b

William knew that given their current arrangement, what he had just done was crossing a line. But he had longed for this kind of closeness for too long—so long that even the smallest step forward made it impossible to suppress the rush of emotion inside him. Even fleeting intimacy was enough to momentarily fill that empty space. A sudden ringtone shattered the quiet inside the car. By the time Kaylee stirred awake, William had already pulled his hand back. Realizing that she had been leaning against his shoulder, she froze for a second in embarrassment before fumbling for her phone. It was Wendy. As soon as she answered, an excited voice burst through the speaker. “Babe, I have amazing news! Remember my first case—the one I wrapped up half a month ago? My client just got the official verdict. We won!!” “Congrats.” Kaylee rubbed her eyes, her voice still tinged with sleep. “Were you napping? Oh no, did I wake you up? Did you have a shift last night? Sorr

“Wendy!” Kaylee was mortified. She hadn’t expected Wendy to say that to his face. “Am I wrong?” Wendy huffed. “If I were in your shoes—a rich, handsome man helping me out, pretending to be my boyfriend, even personally coming to pick me up after dinner—I’d definitely fall for him! You seriously don’t feel anything? What are you, made of stone?” “That’s just you being hopelessly romantic.” Kaylee shot back immediately. “Yes, I am romantic! So what? If someone treats me this well, why wouldn’t I catch feelings?” Wendy hooked her arm around Kaylee’s, refusing to back down. William waited patiently for the two to finish bickering before finally speaking. “I’m not good at lying,” he said, his tone even. “So even if this is just an act, we have to play the part properly.” His words carried weight—too many layers of meaning. Did playing the part simply mean doing everything a boyfriend should do? Or did it mean something more? Kaylee told herself it was def

Mrs. Morgan. It took Kaylee a second to realize the stylist was referring to her. “Please don’t call me that. I’m not used to it.” Her gaze fell on the jewelry in the box. “Are these really that expensive?” “Of course! Any one of these pieces alone is worth a fortune—let alone a full set.” The stylist hovered a hand over the jewelry, hesitating to pick one up. After struggling to decide, she finally turned to Kaylee. “Miss Lawson… all three of these sets match your dress beautifully. Which one do you like best?” Kaylee did have pierced ears, but as a doctor, she wasn’t allowed to wear jewelry at work. And given her financial background, she had zero experience choosing or coordinating accessories. As for the ones in this box—just hearing that they were worth a fortune made her want to avoid them altogether. But given her role for the night, she figured she should at least ask. “Why don’t you pick the… cheapest one for me?” The stylist blinked at her,

Kaylee lifted her hands and draped the tie around William’s neck. “A Windsor knot okay?” “Sure.” William nodded. Kaylee was skilled at tying ties, and within moments, she had knotted a perfect Windsor. William straightened slightly and glanced at his reflection in the mirror by the closet door. “Looks good. Did you used to do this for Alex?” “No.” Kaylee answered honestly. “He asked me to at first, but I wasn’t very good at it. I’d always mess it up. Even after I practiced on my own, he never asked me again.” William’s lips curved slightly, and he said with a rare seriousness, “I’m not very good at tying ties myself. Would you mind helping me from now on?” “Of course.” Kaylee agreed without hesitation, completely missing the underlying meaning behind the question. Once they were both ready, they left the apartment and headed for the underground parking garage. The heels Kaylee wore with her dress were a gift from Wendy—a stunning pair, but higher than what