Chapter 1824

Chapter 1824

Daisie smiled. “Does this mean that I can go, brother?”

Waylon looked at the swimming suit on the bed and pointed at it. “Bring this swimming suit with you. That one doesn‘t look good on you.”

Daisie was stumped and felt embarrassed. She did not expect that her brother would know about it!

The next morning, Freyja was waiting for her in the courtyard.

Daisie pushed her suitcase out of the door. She was wearing a light blue halter dress with flower patterns, a pair of sandals with beads, and a wide-brimmed hat. She

looked fresh and sharp.

Freyja asked, “Have you chosen your swimsuit?”

She turned her head to look inside the house and went closer to Freyja to whisper into her ear. “My eldest brother doesn’t allow me to bring the bikini, but I secretly

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slipped it into my suitcase.”

Freyja couldn‘t help but chuckle. “That‘s awesome. So what? Are you going to seduce Nollace?”

“I‘m not!” Daisie replied, “There will be a bunch of bikini girls at the beach, and I can‘t be outdone by them!”

“Come on,” Freyja said as she knew what she was thinking, “I know what you want. You want my cousin to have a nosebleed when he looks at you later on the

beach. Just admit it. There is nothing to be ashamed of.”

Daisie hurriedly closed her mouth. “Stop it, Freyja!”

At that moment, a car stopped in front of the courtyard.

The window of the back seat was rolled halfway down. Nollace was wearing a casual white shirt, which looked good on him. He had a pair of deep–

set eyes and a piercing gaze. He looked more youthful and vibrant when wearing a light–colored shirt.

The driver helped them put their suitcases in the trunk, and they both entered the car.

The island resort was an hour and a half away from the city. After taking a short nap in the car, they arrived at the resort.

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The houses in the resort had a local design. Due to the terrain, all of the white–

painted houses were clustered in the center of the island from high to low. There was an endless stretch of deep blue sea and sky around the island. The walls and corridors wer

The trio pushed their suitcases and walked through this town full of exotic atmosphere. Among the crowds passing by, there were many tourists and local residents.

“Freyja, look. What is that?” Daisie pointed at the stone bridge not far away curiously.

Freyja turned her head to see many colorful heart–shaped locks were hanging on the bridge.

Freyja answered patiently, “That‘s called the Lover Bridge. It‘s a folk custom in this area. It‘s said that if you write your partner‘s

name and yours on the lock and put it on the bridge, you‘ll be able to walk with your beloved for eternity.”

After that, she patted Daisie‘s shoulders and said, “It‘s useless to me since I‘m still single. Maybe you should try it out.”

Daisie replied seriously, “It‘s just one of their ways to scam tourists, right? I don‘t believe in that.”

Freyja smiled but did not say anything. She walked past her and walked to the front

Daisie stood in the same place. Nobody knew what she was thinking.

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The lodge Nollace had booked was in the middle of the town. The location was high enough to have a good view of the sea and the town below.

Daisie stayed in the same room with Freyja, while Nollace stayed in the room next door. After taking their bath, they went

downstairs to have their dinner as the night was falling.

The town at night was like a pearl that was glittering on the cliff.

After Daisie finished her shower, she walked to the balcony in her bathrobe. The whole town was as beautiful as a painting at night.

It was unlike the brightly lit, bustling city. The entire town was filled with light, but it was quiet here, and she felt like she was in paradise.

She turned her head

sideways and was stunned. Nollace seemed to have just finished showering. He tied the bathrobe belt loosely around his waist, and Daisie could see his well

toned body through his lapel that he left wide open.



He was standing by the couch, near the floor–to–ceiling window. wiping his damp hair with a towel.