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.”

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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.

“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.