Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)

Spencer's gaze was intensely fixed on her, his eyes slightly darkened. After a long while, he responded softly, "Mmm, I regret it."

Thalia was very satisfied with this answer.

At the very least, it proved that her past efforts were not one-sided.

Looking at him, Thalia suddenly leaned in closer. "Spencer, tell me, did you like me previously?"

"Does it matter?"

"It's important, I need to know when exactly did you start?" Thalia looked at him, her eyes firm and bright, like two pearls shimmering with courage, radiating a captivating glow.

Spencer's gaze was deep and restrained, looking at her with an expression full of endless affection. After a long while, he finally spoke, "It started the night you fell ill." "What?" Thalia furrowed her brows, she couldn't quite remember.

"You don't remember?" Spencer asked, "One night, you had a fever and held my hand the entire night. It all started from that night," Spencer said calmly. Thalia narrowed her beautiful eyes, trying to recall that night. "I remember now..." she said, looking at Spencer, and continued to ask curiously, "Why?"

"What do you mean, 'why'?"

"Why did you fall for me that night?" she asked.

Spencer slightly pursed his lips, "I'm not sure, but perhaps because you're so petite, so I feel an urge to protect you."

Listening to his response, Thalia gradually immersed herself in memories. She wasn't someone who liked to pursue the root of things, but at this moment, she couldn't help but ask, "Then why did you reject me later?"

Speaking of this, Spencer's expression turned stiff.

He looked at Thalia's delicate and exquisite face, a surge of pain and regret welling up in his heart.

Without shifting his gaze, he spoke lightly, "It's nothing."

Thalia reached out, and cradled his face suddenly and looked directly into his eyes. "Spencer, don't try to escape, answer me."

Answer her...

What am I to say?

Once he told the answer, all the loving feeling in the air would cease to exist.

Since he had decided to take this step, and resolved to protect her for a lifetime, Spencer had no intention of ever bringing up this secret again.

Seeing him remain silent, Thalia persisted. She was determined to uncover the deepest secret harbored in Spencer's heart.

"Spencer, tell me. What are you really worried about?" Thalia asked softly, with a sense of gentle persuasion.

A woman's sixth sense told her that Spencer had been keeping something from her all along, and that very thing was the reason that had kept them apart for so many years. Without understanding the reason, she feared that he would eventually leave her again due to this reason.

"Spencer..."

At that moment, Spencer suddenly lifted his gaze, staring directly at her as if he could see right through her soul. "And what would that be?"

"How would I know?" Thalia paused, her attractive eyebrows furrowing.

Spencer suddenly changed his expression, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Do you really want to know?"

"Um." Thalia nodded blankly.

At that moment, he leaned in, and suddenly whispered in her ear, "I raised you, so I can't bear to harm you. I feel like a beast."

"Thalia was not amused. "Who said you raised me? I grew up on my own, okay?" she asked.

"That's not the same."

"Besides, you're my benefactor at most, not my kin," Thalia said.

"Men are always cautious yet wicked," said Spencer.

A hint of doubt shone in Thalia's eyes as she stared at him, feeling dubious. "Really?"

"Of course, there are no good man!" said Spencer.

"And what about you?"

"I'm not either."

Thalia frowned. "I won't let you talk about yourself like that."

"This is the truth."

"Are you looking for a way out by saying this? So you can unabashedly tell me that you've already warned me that you're no good if you leave me again one day, and it's my fault for not believing you, right?" Thalia asked.

Spencer heard her and laughed. "Have you been watching too many romance dramas with Denise?"

"Why else would you say that? In my eyes, you are the best, Spencer... You are the light in my life, the one who gives me hope. Without you, I wouldn't have everything I have now..."

In the next moment, Spencer suddenly leaned in, planting a kiss on her lips.

Thalia was slightly taken aback, but then gradually learned from him, responding in kind.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Spencer finally let her go slowly.

Their breathing was heavy, and they were panting. The air was filled with amorous longing.

His hand sifted through her hair, and his chin resting on the top of her head. He gently rubbed against it, as if he wished he could meld her into his very being.

After some time, he began to murmur, "Thalia, I promise you that I will love and protect you for the rest of my life, until you grow tired of me."

Thalia nestled in his arms, and upon hearing his words, she immediately responded, "Then you're out of luck, because I will never be tired of you. Not in this life, not in the next, not in any life thereafter..." Spencer laughed listening to her silly words.

"What, you don't believe me?" Thalia asked, looking at him.

"We only live one. Where do the notions of next life and the life after next come from?" Spencer asked.

"How do you know it doesn't exist?"

"From a medical perspective..."

"That's just from a medical perspective. You've never experienced it, so how can you be so sure that it doesn't exist?" Thalia retorted.

Spencer looked at her. "There's never a definitive conclusion to this matter."

"There's no conclusion, then my words will be the conclusion. We will always be together whether it is in this life, the next life, or the life after that. And you, you can only belong to me!" Thalia looked at him and said with a tone that was very domineering.

Upon hearing her, Spencer laughed. "Alright, I will always belong to you..."

"That's more like it!" Thalia smiled contentedly. Once again, she nestled into his arms, holding him. At this moment, she felt this was the happiest moment in her life.

Spencer held her in his arms. "Alright, it's getting late. You should go to sleep now." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Mm." Thalia nodded, then found a comfortable position in his arms and closed her eyes. "Mm, I used to always fantasize about lying in bed like this while holding you. Now, my dream has finally come true." As she spoke, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly in a smile.

Upon hearing that, Spencer lowered his gaze to the woman in his arms. As he watched her satisfied smile at the corner of her mouth, his eyes were filled with complex emotions.

Thalia's love had always been intense, straightforward, without a hint of pretense, and beyond any doubt.

She lived vibrantly, much like the proud sun under the scorching heat. Even though she was scarred and bruised, she still loved and hated without fear.

She was sincere, brave, and beautiful in this way.

How could he not be in love with her?

Rather than saying he was her light, it was more accurate to say that she was his direction. Before he met her, he was forever adrift aimlessly without direction. But with her arrival, his lost heart seemed to have found a home...