Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 382 - 337: No Official Status Yet, But Sooner or Later You’ll Be Mine

Chapter 382: Chapter 337: No Official Status Yet, But Sooner or Later You’ll Be Mine

Miles spoke up just in time, "Young Master, even though Maeve Lane has many ’CP’ fans, the fanbase for you and her as a couple is the largest."

As he said this, Miles’ mind suddenly came up with a line:

This Empress won’t die, and you all shall remain concubines...

Guilty, guilty.

It must be from surfing the internet too much recently, which is why I have such ridiculous thoughts.

Suppressing his dangerous thoughts, the man sitting above had finished reading and now moved the tablet to his left side.

...

The onlookers hadn’t realized the seriousness of the situation yet.

Just when they thought the ongoing drama of several days was finally about to end, the main figure, Julian Fairchild, went online.

And within less than a minute of logging in, he posted a Weibo update:

[@JulianFairchildv: Not officially yet, but she’s mine sooner or later. @MaeveLanev]

One could say the Weibo page crashed for a few seconds! Then it boiled over like a pot of boiling water, everyone was in an uproar!

"?????"

"What the heck? Fairchild, is your account hacked?!"

"Ahhh, all I can do is scream right now!!"

The fans who earlier thought they couldn’t dance in front of the celebrity couple were immediately energized like they had a shot of adrenaline!

"Not official yet?? Could you guys just get married already!"

"Look at how wronged Best Actor Fairchild is! Maeve, come look! @MaeveLaneV"

"I’m from the Marriage Bureau, I’m already here!!"

"The ’CP’ I ship came true, who could understand this? Sob sob, keep it up Fairchild."

Among Julian Fairchild’s fans, quite a few are girlfriend fans, but maybe they were prepared mentally, so there wasn’t a large-scale drop in fans.

"I thought it was feelings over time, turns out it’s a reunion after a breakup, as long as Fairchild is happy."

"Blessings, and may you have kids soon..."

"I really want to see how Fairchild chases someone! Now that he’s said it, I realize, in the recent months, every drama Fairchild took had Maeve in it, obviously it was for her!"

The Fair-Maeve ’CP’ also grew explosively in numbers!

Real couples are just the best to ship!

There were even quite a few netizens who changed their IDs—

[Did Fairchild get a status today?]

[When are Fairchild and Maeve getting married]

...

The internet was full of joy, while Maeve Lane was exhausted on set.

She rushed through several rounds of shooting materials, didn’t even have time to check her phone messages.

By the time she got back to the hotel, it was already 10 PM.

She swiped her room card and went in, but it was empty, Sarah Sutton wasn’t there.

"Sarah?" Maeve found it odd, Sarah should’ve been back by now.

As soon as she spoke, her waist was hugged and she was pulled into a strong embrace.

Maeve paused for a second, even without turning back, she recognized it immediately by the familiar strength and scent of the man.

"Julian Fairchild?"

She put her hand on his large one, turned her head to see him, but Julian Fairchild scooped her up instead.

"Mm."

He carried her upstairs, Maeve found a comfy position in his arms, and laughed asking, "Why did you come here?"

Julian Fairchild answered simply, "Missed you, so I’m here."

"How long has it been since we were apart, why are you so clingy now?"

"Don’t want me to come see you?"

Maeve propped herself up and kissed his chin, her beautiful eyes sparkling, "I do."

Julian Fairchild paused for a second, then walked into the elevator as if nothing had happened, and pressed the top floor. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Did you book a room on the top floor?"

"Mm."

Maeve felt that something was off with him today.

Usually when they met, even if it was just for a few minutes, he would definitely come over to snuggle and kiss.

But surprisingly, he didn’t today.

Has he changed?

When they reached the room, he gently placed her on the soft, dark-green sofa, as if handling a fragile item.

After placing her down, he loosened his tie, then the cufflinks, speaking in a somewhat nonchalant tone, "What’s your schedule for tomorrow?"

Maeve took off her high heels, revealing her delicate little feet.

Upon hearing his words, she detected a hint of something unusual for some reason.

She changed what she was about to say to, "I should still have a few gigs left."

Julian Fairchild watched her movements, his gaze moving from her feet inch by inch upwards, fixing on her slightly low neckline.

Maeve straightened her back defensively, "What’s up?"

"I asked your manager, she said your schedule in Corvallo is over."

Julian Fairchild said as he bent down, the complex chandelier casting light, highlighting his handsome face.

Even though Maeve frequently looked at this face, she had to marvel, the current Julian Fairchild had completely shed his youthful shyness, exuding a mature man’s charm everywhere.