Ch.1301 Chapter 1305 - When Love Comes Late

Miley leaned back, instinctively wrapping her arms around the riderâs waist, pressing close against his back.

Unaware of their proximity, or the riderâs rigid posture, she shouted, âSlow down, please.

The motorcycle slow down a bit.

Meanwhile, Neville was a little distracted.

He could feel the warmth of Mileyâs body against his back.

He was grateful for the helmet that hid his blushing face.

Neville drove in silence for a while.

Miley didnât speak either, sensing a familiar scent in the air.

Eventually, the motorcycle came to a stop at a beach.

When Neville removed his helmet, Mileyâs suspicions were confirmed.

Without saying much, she thanked him and turned to leave.

âItâs remote here.

You wonât find a taxi at this hour,â Neville called out from behind her.

Miley stopped, a hint of annoyance in her step.

She turned to face him.

âThen what am I supposed to do?â

Neville looked at her and suggested, âStay with me for a bit.

Iâll drive you back later.

With no other options, Miley agreed.

They sat down on the beach, the winter sea breeze chilling to the bone.

Miley shivered and rubbed her arms.

In the next moment, Neville dr@ped his coat over her.

Miley glanced at the coat and accepted it, knowing better than to risk her health.

She got straight to the point.

âWhat do you want to say?â

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She didnât believe Neville brought her to this secluded beach just to enjoy the night sea.

Neville turned to face her, a serious look in his eyes.

âI want to get you back.

Mileyâs heart fluttered uneasily.

As the sea breeze tossed her hair, she gazed at Neville, whose hair was similarly disheveled.

Despite his outward calm, she could discern a mix of tension and hope on his face.

Lowering her gaze, Mileyâs voice was a soft murmur.

âIâve already made it clear, Neville.

I canât love you anymore.

Itâs exhausting.

She inhaled deeply, her breath whisking away in the gusty sea wind.

âEven if we tried again, the sense of security wouldnât be there.