A Love Forgotten Novel by Webfic

Norman leaned in closer, and a faint floral scent wafted from him.

I turned my head away.

Everything about him indicated that he was a flirt. I had no doubt that if he wielded his charms, few women would be able to resist him.

I moved away slightly. “Mr. Norman, you’re mistaken, I’m not Logan’s partner.” Upon saying so, my face flushed red.

In my 18 years of memory, I had never had a conversation like this. Moreover, I was defenseless against a man who was so good at flirting and so handsome at the same time.

And Norman could tell.

Purposely, he bent his head and let out a breath next to my ear. “If you’re not his partner, what do you say to becoming mine?”

His warm breath tickled my skin. I shuddered and quickly took two steps back.

I could feel the blood rushing to my face as I said, “Mr. Norman, please behave yourself. I… I’m not here to look for that type of friend.” I suddenly thought of something and added, “You’re aware that my name is Ariana York, so you should know what kind of person I am.”

Norman hummed in response, the curiosity in his eyes deepening.

He said, “I’ve heard about you. You’re the York family’s unruly lady.” His tone was pleasant and melodious, yet his words were anything but. “Everyone says that you have a bad reputation. However, my reputation isn’t great either. So, based on that, we’re a perfect match.”

My face darkened, and I rejected him flatly, “Mr. Norman, as I said, please behave yourself.”

Norman could tell that my anger was genuine. He chuckled. “You’re angry? Don’t be. I’ll treat you to a feast.”

I was truly annoyed. This man was persistent.

I immediately pushed open the door and went in. However, just as I was about to close the door, it was blocked.

Norman rakishly held a business card between his fingers and winked at me. “Here’s my private number and WhatsApp. Ms. York, do me a favor and add me to your contacts.”

He was insane.

With a cold expression, I shoved him away and firmly closed the door.

Outside the door, his insouciant voice could still be heard.

“How feisty. She’s a tough egg, but I like her.”

I was so furious that I wanted to go out and beat him up, just as I had beaten up that shameless Porter.

But nonetheless, this was the Wood residence, and I was a guest.

That day, I stayed in my room and didn’t go out. I didn’t go downstairs for dinner either. I had no idea whether or not Norman, much less Ruby, had left. However, to avoid encountering strange people again, I chose not to have dinner.

A maid had knocked on my door several times, but I simply said that I wasn’t hungry and refused to eat.

When evening arrived, and the lights had dimmed, I finally fell asleep in my hunger.

That night, I had a dream.

In the dream, I was kneeling and crying at the York residence’s entrance.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Dad, Mom, please forgive me. I’m sorry,” I bawled. “Let me in.”

“Ari, leave. You broke our hearts. You’ve disgraced the York family…”

I whipped my head around.

My brother, Jonathan, was standing behind me in the shadows. He was dressed in a black suit and holding a black umbrella. He looked glum and distressed.

I hurried to him. “Jon, please help me talk to them. I was wrong. I made a mistake…”

Jon gradually pried my fingers off him. His voice was so cold. “Ari, some mistakes are unforgivable.”

“No, no. Jon… choked with sobs.

“Ari, wake up,” someone was calling me.

I jolted awake to see a silhouette beside my bed.