Lucas Lin stared at Rona Muir from up close, his eyes unwavering.
He wanted so badly to lean down and kiss her.
But he didn't dare.
By now, he couldn't even figure out why he was getting close to Rona Muir anymore.
If one day Rona found out he approached her because Zoey Chow told him to, or because he was supposed to steal Danni Cosmetics' bid documents, would she ever forgive him?
Lucas Lin had no idea.
And he didn't dare to bet on it.
He kept telling himself over and over not to fall for Rona Muir, not to fall for her.
But some things are just out of your control.
He still couldn't resist that voice inside, couldn't escape his obsession with Rona Muir.
"Zeke... When did you get so big?" Rona Muir, still half-asleep with her eyes closed, reached out and patted the person she was hugging, mumbling, "Was it all just a dream? I take a nap and suddenly you're all grown up?"
Lucas Lin had heard Rona Muir mention her son more than once.
He imagined Zeke must be a really adorable, handsome little guy.
Lucas Lin even felt a twinge of jealousy.
"Zeke?" Rona Muir called out to her son, but when there was no answer, she slowly opened her eyes.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Lucas Lin in her arms, looking at her with an innocent expression.
Rona Muir snapped awake instantly, let go of Lucas Lin, and sat up in a rush.
Seeing Lucas Lin sitting on the floor, she immediately felt embarrassed. "Ah, I thought I was at home... I thought it was my son pestering me again! Sorry, I really didn't mean it."
Lucas Lin slowly looked away, smiling, "It's fine. Besides, you don't have a son my age, do you?"
Rona Muir couldn't help but burst out laughing, "I'd have to be some kind of monster to have a son your age!"