Chapter 238: This shoulder is reserved for you

His palm hesitated in midair for a moment before gently unfolding and resting on his arm, tightening little by little, embracing his arm.

Despite constantly reminding herself not to be too forward and not to cling to him too much, her reason was always easily suppressed by instinct.

"Lean over,"

the man said in a low voice.

She turned her face to look at him.

"Lean on my shoulder."

He spoke again, his tone commanding, yet his eyes brimmed with indulgent affection.

He detested physical contact with others, yet he took the initiative to offer his shoulder to her, clearly showing his affectionate dependency. It was just because he had never been in love before and was used to giving orders that he struggled to find the right balance.

What was clearly a craving turned into an order the moment it was voiced.

In the front passenger seat, Will silently sighed for his master.

How could one talk like that in a romantic relationship?