Mr. Dreaming's Confession of Love

"Lukas?" Isabella was stunned.

"Isabella, you are gorgeous." Lukas gently gazed at her.

Isabella smiled, "Thank you. You're so sweet. I will forgive you for mistaking the steps just now."

"It's a pity that the hairstyle doesn't suit you."

"What hairstyle?"

"Like this..."

Lukas passed his hands over Isabella's shoulders and untied her ponytail.

Her long hair flew up in the wind.

Isabella was shocked by Lukas's sudden approach and stood erect immediately.

It seemed that he was hugging her, making her nervous for a moment.

"It's better to unloose your hair with such a beautiful dress."

Lukas gently caressed her long hair.

Isabella's heartbeat was fast.

Just a little bit more and she would be able to fall into Lukas's warm arms.

But she couldn't. It's over.

He was her brother-in-law, the one she would never covet.

He was an unfinished dream.

His hand went up along her hair and stopped on the back of Isabella's neck.