CHAPTER 082 His hand moved from the ring on his fourth finger to touch another finger. For someone just fidgeting, his expression was quite serious. "Marquis, aren't you staring for too long?" "Just because. It's beautiful." "Oh." I involuntarily widened my eyes. Was he saying my hand was beautiful? I had extended my hand without much thought to show the ring, but his unexpected words left me stunned. "Are my fingers really that beautiful...?" They’re just long fingers, aren't they? I was already curious about why Lewis was so attached to our rings. But hearing such words made me feel a bit... Somehow, what had felt like casual fidgeting now seemed to tickle. I was looking at Lewis, who was quietly examining my hand, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Ah!" The door suddenly swung open, and Michael appeared. Oh my! I quickly pulled my hand back. Lewis frowned and glared at Michael. "What? No knock?" "Oh, sorry. I hear...
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