Sean tearfully embraced his beloved and said, "I may havee from the Lynch family, but the


    moment they started insulting you, I no longer had anything to do with them."


    Tatiana was both touched and concerned. "Sean..."


    "I don''t have a home anymore," Sean said with a bitter chuckle, though most of what he felt was a


    sense of release. "From now on, I''m just Sean Lynch. The third son of the Lynch family has ceased to


    exist."


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    "Who says you don''t have a home?" Tatiana''s brows furrowed as she pressed her fingers to Sean''s


    lips. "You''ll always have a family as long as I''m here. My family is your family."


    As the night continued, both Tatiana and Sean naturally slept together.


    But they only slept in the same bed, nothing more.


    Seany stiffly beside Tatiana in pajamas like a canned sardine. There was even a clear divide


    between him and Tatiana on the bed.


    He could smell the shampoo Tatiana had used for her hair. He could hear her breathing and even feel


    her warmth.


    Sean swallowed nervously, throat dry. Heat burned in his lower abdomen.


    Sean might be a proper, virtuous man, butying beside Tatiana as the night went on was still really


    difficult to bear.


    All of a sudden, a floral fragrance swept across his senses.


    Sean opened his eyes to find Tatiana straddling his waist. When she leaned into him, her oversized


    pajama shirt slipped down her shoulder to her waist.


    Sean immediately closed his eyes, as if afraid he might tarnish Tatiana just by looking at her. His heart


    pounded in his chest.


    "Open your eyes. Look at me," Tatiana murmured in Sean''s ear, making his body roil with desire.


    He slowly opened his eyes. The sweat from the palms of his hands had soaked through the sheets.


    "Sean. I want you."


    Finally, Sean snapped.


    He turned around and pressed Tatiana into the bed with a strength she couldn''t fight back against. His


    voice was raspy with desire as he said, "Are you really ready, Taty?"


    Tatiana nodded shyly.


    "I''ll take responsibility, Taty. You''ll be my wife after tonight."


    Tatiana''s cheeks were burning red amidst their passionate exchange. She was like a shy and tender


    rosebud, ready to bloom for Sean at any moment''s notice.


    "Ms. Tatiana Taylor, please take me as yours for the rest of your life." Sean''s passionate call of


    Tatiana''s name and the burning devotion in his eyes made Tatiana tremble beneath him.


    From this moment forward, Sean aspired not only to be the one Tatiana loved but also to seamlessly be


    one with her.