Chapter 694

Chapter 694:

A warmth crept into Savannah’s cheeks, and a rare blush immediately spread across her face. Was Andrew truly oblivious, or was he pretending?

Her suspicious nature began to nag at her. What if Andrew hadn’t really lost his memory? What if he was simply playing along with her? After all, how could he resist such a beautiful and passionate woman like herself?

Softly, and with a shy tone, Savannah spoke, “It’s not like that. I just realized you haven’t kissed me these days.”

“Oh, that? Well, I always think it’s better to save those things for after our wedding,” Andrew replied earnestly.

Savannah was momentarily at a loss for words. She couldn’t help but wonder if Andrew had acted the same way when he was with Madisyn.

Savannah couldn’t quite believe it. But as she looked into Andrew’s gentle and focused eyes, a sense of disorientation crept over her. Could there truly be such a chaste man in this world? She clenched her fists tightly. She would not allow him to be with anyone else.

She didn’t care whether or not Andrew had been chaste in his past life. Now that they were together, she would do whatever it took to ensure his loyalty.

Still, she wanted to know: Was he refraining from kissing her because he was pretending to have lost his memory?

“But I don’t mind,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “We’re a couple now. A wedding is just a ceremony. We can do what couples do, right? Unless… you don’t love me?”

As she spoke, Savannah looked at Andrew with a hint of hurt in her eyes.

“How can you say that?” Andrew replied quickly, his tone reassuring. “Of course, I love you. Everything I’ve been doing lately is for you.”

“Humph!” Savannah crossed her arms with feigned indignation. “I won’t believe it until you kiss me.”

She leaned in, their breaths mingling, her lips just inches from his. She pretended to act coy, but her eyes were closely observing his every move.

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Andrew’s deep-set eyes remained inscrutable, like dark ocean depths hiding secrets. His gaze was calm and impenetrable, showing no hint of emotion at all.

Savannah’s face slowly darkened as she noticed his lack of response. Was he really just pretending to have lost his memory?

Before she could come to any conclusions, Andrew slowly leaned in even closer. The world around her seemed to blur, and as he did, all her suspicions melted away with the warmth in his steady gaze.

She thought she had made all the necessary preparations. How could Andrew not have lost his memory?

Her heart raced as she waited for his kiss. Their lips were almost touching when—

“Your Highness, the queen wishes to see Andrew,” a voice suddenly interrupted, cutting through the moment.

Savannah’s face darkened at once. “Why does she want to see Andrew?”

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