Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Chapter 451: Chapter 451: How Lucky to Have You

Arlo Seys smiled gently, ”You just have to show up as promised, wearing your wedding dress on that day. I’ll handle everything else.”

”Why choose Dublin?” Ariel Morris embraced Arlo Seys’ waist, pressing closely to his chest, her lips curling into a soft smile.

Arlo Seys reached out to stroke her beautiful hair, his movements gentle, eyes full of affection, ”Because you like Dublin. Why choose Christmas? Because eight years ago during the Christmas snowstorm, you stood in the snow and gave me a bouquet of purple ’Forget-me-not’, telling me not to forget you. Ariel, that bouquet of purple ’Forget-me-not’ was like a spell, binding me. Ariel, I’ll never be able to forget you for this lifetime, never forget.”

His voice was filled with tender affection, Ariel Morris’ eyes welled up with mist, her brows and eyes smiling, ”Do you know why I like Dublin?”

Arlo Seys quietly embraced her body, holding her in his arms, waiting for her answer.

”Because there lies my eight years of longing.”

”Arlo, in Dublin, I think of you every moment. Eight years, thousands of days and nights, every minute and second I am thinking of you, just afraid you might forget me, afraid another girl might be by your side, afraid the shoulder that once supported me might be given to someone else, afraid the back seat of your bicycle might be occupied by another beautiful girl in a flowing dress.”

”In Dublin, every day is filled with longing and memories of every moment we shared together, every day spent in trembling fear. That’s why I don’t open my mouth to speak to people. Only after a year of therapy did I improve.”

”Dublin is a place where I love someone deeply in the most silent longing, that’s why I like it. Because through eight years, my feelings for you have never faded. I’ve never let down my promise to you, Arlo. I said I would never forget you for my entire life, and I haven’t.”

Ariel Morris’ words lingered for a long time, Arlo Seys tightened his hold around her body, trembling slightly. He hugged her tightly, his deep, but slightly hoarse voice resonating, ”How lucky it was to meet you in youth, how lucky to walk through this life with you hand in hand.”

Ariel Morris nodded, burying her head deep into Arlo Seys’ embrace.

Arlo Seys smiled faintly, ”Dawn wasn’t wrong, compared to unrequited love or the love that can’t be spoken, we are fortunate. At least we are both in love with each other. As long as we love each other, there’s no difficulty we can’t overcome.”

”Yes, we are fortunate, we love each other, no storm can scare us.” Ariel Morris smiled softly, ”For Christmas, I want to fill the entire wedding with Forget-me-nots, replacing the red roses with them.”

Arlo Seys nodded, chuckling lightly, ”Sure, however Mrs. Seys wants it, that’s how we’ll do it.”

Her gaze rested in Arlo Seys’ embrace, eyes filled with anticipation for the Christmas a few months away, her lips involuntarily curved upwards, softly murmuring, ”This year’s Christmas in Dublin will surely be beautiful.”

Because that day would be the day she marries Arlo, officially becoming Mrs. Seys.

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On Ariel Morris’ fifth day in the hospital, she sat on the hospital bed holding a book, absent for some time, Langdon Seal walked in with long strides.

Langdon Seal came into the hospital room, the warm sunlight refracting through the glass, shining on Ariel Morris’ porcelain-white skin, enhancing the gentle beauty of her unparalleled features, elegantly quiet, a sight to behold.

Langdon Seal stood at the doorway, quietly watching, his gaze gentle and his lips forming a soft smile.

Feeling eyes upon her, Ariel Morris raised her eyes to the hospital door. Seeing it was Langdon Seal, not seen for a few days, she gave him a gentle smile: ”Brother Langdon.”