Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence

Chapter: 60

Smiling, Lynch picked it up and ran after her. “Excuse me, miss, you dropped something.”

Ariana twirled around and her eyes met his again. They held eye contact for a lóng moment. She didn’t

reach for the card.

Lynch was spellbound. Over all his years of working in the entertainment industry, seeing beautiful

faces day in and day out, he had never seen eyes as striking as hers.

Now he grew curious to get to know about the owner of those eyes.

He swallowed hard. “Miss, is this your room card?” he asked, after she gave him no response.

Ariana chuckled. “Thank you, Mr. Bush.”

His eyebrows raised, he asked, “You know who I am?” He was unable to contain his joy.

Ariana nodded. “Of course. I’m a fan of yours.”

He couldn’t help but feel some satisfaction. He should’ve known. All women were superficial and they

deserved to be treated like playthings.

He would be lying if he said he didn’t think this woman was beautiful. He felt himself being seduced by

her.

Lynch forced these thoughts to the back of his mind. “We’ve only just met but I can tell you are the

most dazzling woman tonight. You are certainly doing justice to that dress.

There was a hint of levity in his words. He scanned his eyes over her body, not bothering to hide his

wondering gaze.

Ariana put her hand to her mouth. “Your praise means a lot to me. I’m so happy to hear you say that.”

Lynch smiled, holding up the room card that he was still holding. “So, tonight?”

Her response came as a smile.

Lynch’s heart skipped a beat. He reached out to remove her mask. He had to know what the rest of her

face looked like.

Ariana’s expression changed as Lynch reached to touch her mask. “I didn’t expect you to be so rude,”

she exclaimed as she shoved his hand away.

“Are you playing some sort of game with me?” Lynch laughed, but his eyes were full of anger. He

gritted his teeth and was about to scold her right back. But before he could say anything more, she

snatched the room card away from him and pressed a note into his hand.

“What’s this?” Lynch asked, looking down at his hand.

But when he raised his head again, she had already turned and left.

He opened the folded piece of paper. It had a phone number written on it.

His anger faded immediately. He watched the woman’s slender figure as she walked away and laughed

to himself. It was the first time he had met such an intriguing woman.