the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 941: They Actually Complement Each Other

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Chapter 941: Chapter 941: They Actually Complement Each Other

By the time they arrived in Brocade City the next afternoon, Griffith Squire had been staying there for quite a while. Delphine vaguely knew he was staying in Brocade City to repay a favor, though she wasn’t sure if he had married into the family yet.

Thinking of Griffith’s expression when he mentioned repaying the favor through marriage, Delphine smiled faintly. The innate roguishness in Griffith hadn’t faded; just like Ignatius Leclair, he was a domineering person. Not to mention marrying in, he’d probably take over the woman’s family influence altogether.

"It’ll be another hour before we arrive. If you’re tired, want to sleep on my lap for a while?" Seeing she had been daydreaming since they got in the car, Ignatius thought of how Brocade City had become Griffith’s territory and how Delphine and Griffith had almost ended up together before, causing his phoenix eyes to darken a bit.

This trip was enough for him alone, but he didn’t want to leave her at home by herself; he wanted to have her by his side, to see her at every moment.

Delphine noticed Ignatius’s deep gaze on her, and couldn’t help but smile slightly. She shifted her position, hugged his arm, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said playfully, "Then let me borrow you as a human pillow."

Ignatius’s smile deepened unconsciously, and he said in a low voice, "Don’t you do that every night? My lady, feel free."

Delphine hugged his arm, closed her eyes slightly, inhaling the familiar crisp pine scent from him, a tiny dimple forming on her lips.

Since Ignatius’s surgery, they had been stumbling around trying to find a way to get along. She made great efforts to consider his feelings, as he had two more surgeries to go, and a dual personality, which made his temperament more unpredictable than others. Choosing him meant giving up freedom and letting go of many past grievances.

But Ignatius seemed to realize the problems in their previous interactions, no longer restricting her freedom, and even becoming more restrained than before.

This way of getting along had exceeded her expectations. She was a very conservative and devoted person, while he had an extremely strong desire for control. During this period of being together, Delphine inexplicably felt their personalities complemented each other well in matters of affection.

Ignatius looked at his documents for a while, only to find the person leaning against him had fallen asleep with her eyes closed.

The man curved his lips in a smile. The timing wasn’t right, Ignatius thought, once Old Xie’s affairs were sorted, he would take Delphine on vacation.

He gently moved her head onto his lap so she could sleep more comfortably, his long, strong fingers lightly stroking her long hair. His phoenix eyes were dark and deep. He was doing his best to hold himself back; she wanted freedom, he’d give her freedom; she wanted to act, he’d let her act, as long as the kite’s string remained in his hand.

When they arrived at the villa, Griffith was already waiting at home.

For the first time, the two men met without coming to blows and went into the study to discuss matters.

Delphine sat in the villa’s garden, marveling at the layout. In his leisure time, Ignatius liked to cultivate flowers and plants, and she had learned quite a bit by watching. But the plants in Griffith’s villa were even more exotic. The house was designed based on the layout of a South River garden, with a large courtyard and an artificial lake filled with water lilies. Brocade City had many mountains and trees, and this villa was built according to the natural terrain; one look up and she could see the green hills behind the garden. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

As she walked along the white jade railing of the artificial lake, she saw a woman seated in the Pavilion ahead. Her silhouette was breathtakingly beautiful, with long, dark hair cascading straight down to the ground. She was painting, with a block of ice half her height beside her, exuding a faint chill.