Be Spoiled After Rebirth (Selena and Osvaldo)

Chapter 902 Confession Selena's heart was beating unevenly, and as she looked into the man's deep and dark eyes, she suddenly realized that Osvaldo had already noticed her abnormalities and discomfort. He may have even guessed that she was not the real Selena.

He had always known, but never exposed it.

Selena felt the indulgence and sincerity in his eyes and hesitantly asked, "If I'm not pretty, would you still...?" Osvaldo smiled, "No, in my eyes, you will always be the most beautiful." Selena's heart raced, and she suddenly thought of something and asked, "If you find out in the future that I've become a completely different person from the one you know now, could you still recognize me?" Osvaldo hugged her tightly, and suddenly exerted force.

Selena winced in pain, raised her head, and then froze.

The man seemed to have been struck by a painful spot in his heart, and the still and deep eyes suddenly had ripples.

Osvaldo stared at her intensely, as if wanting to turn his embrace into a cage, to keep her forever imprisoned in his world, unable to disappear or escape.

Selena's breath suddenly paused, feeling a hint of repression and palpitation.

"I'll go crazy if | can't find you," the man's voice was light amidst the heavy snow, and his eyes faintly revealed something that made people's hearts tremble.

"So no matter who you are or where you are, I'll find you." "| like you," Osvaldo's expressionless face showed a look that had been etched into his bones, his gaze was cold and passionate as he stared at her, "from the first glance, to a lifetime." Selena's heart seemed to have stopped beating, and for a moment, she lost all her words.

She stared blankly at the pair of deep and dark eyes that seemed to contain nothing but her, and realized that this man liked her.

But it wasn't until tonight that she heard his confession.

Liking was a very strange word.

Humans had given it too much meaning and emotion, and once it was spoken, it would cause a heart to tremble.

Selena had only just realized that this man liked her, but now she had heard his confession.

Liking that had not been spoken and liking that had been spoken were different.

She could still pretend that nothing had changed with the former.

But the latter...

Selena's curled up eyelashes trembled lightly, and in her heart, a strange and hot emotion surged out from a place that had been pried open.

She wanted to say that she hadn't avenged her big grudge yet, and even if she accepted his confession, she couldn't give him an equal heart, this relationship was doomed to be unfair to him.

She wanted to say that she still had to go home, she had too many things to do, and with her, stability was not an option, she couldn't even guarantee if she would leave him and walk away in the future.

She wanted to say that instead of liking her so hard, it would be better to- Selena's thoughts stopped here, and suddenly, on this cold snowy night, a bell rang, the bell from the cathedral, accurately passing through twelve o'clock.

At the same time, a pair of slightly cool hands lifted Selena's chin.

Under Selena's shocked expression, Osvaldo lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. Then, a smiling, gentle and devout voice entered her ear, "Selena, happy birthday." Selena widened her eyes in surprise, "How did you know-" As a commander, Selena's memory was terrifying. Before she could finish her question, a certain conversation she had with Osvaldo flashed through her mind.

Osvaldo had asked her which day she was born on.

At that time, she was absent-minded and subconsciously replied, "Every year on the day it snows." And in some part of the world, it snowed every winter solstice.

A grand fireworks display rose up behind the two of them and soared high into the night sky, illuminating the entire night.

Selena looked up, and in that moment, the dark eyes reflected fireworks throughout the city.

Outside the French windows was a quiet night scene, the fragrance of roses swept over the place.

A man dressed in all white sat in front of the French windows, his pale fingers carefully lighting the last candle.

The man looked at the exquisite cake on the table, burning nineteen evenly spaced candles, and the gift that was carefully prepared but had no chance to be given away on the table. A shallow tenderness overflowed from his beautiful, black-hole-like eyes.

He smiled, his gentle voice overflowing with devout blessings, "Happy nineteenth birthday." As fireworks filled the sky in the capital, in a beautiful palace far away in the Federal Empire, someone elegantly bent down and placed a gentle and reverent kiss on another person's forehead.

"Happy birthday, my queen." It was a world as clear as ice and snow. Water-blue ice crystals were piled up into various beautiful animal shapes. There was no wind, and everything was quiet. Beautiful flowers were scattered among them, untainted by any worldly dust.

A small stream flowed like a trickle and snow-white swans swam in the lake, stretching their elegant bodies.

And in the middle of it all, on a soft and warm bed, lay a girl in a long white dress. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a stunning appearance. Her waterfall-like black hair fell around her, and she slept quietly like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale, pure and weak like a spring, untainted by any worldly smoke.

And just after that kiss, the sleeping girl's long eyelashes trembled as if she was about to open her eyes in the next second.

In the capital, Selena looked at the fireworks for a long time before lowering her head and meeting Osvaldo's delicate and handsome face.

The man looked at her with warmth in his eyes and said, "A gift." Selena was startled for a moment before realizing that the gift he gave her was his confession. He had laid everything, his heart, his likes, and his all before her, like a sacrifice, waiting quietly for her judgment.

Selena looked at the deep affection in his eyes and struggled to say, "I..." Osvaldo sensed her unease and lowered his head to gently brush her forehead. In a corner where Selena couldn't see, his eyes showed deep restraint and suppression. "Don't be afraid, | can wait..." Selena felt an emotion that made her feel like she was walking on thin ice, like she was on the brink of a cliff.

She grabbed Osvaldo's hand, looked up at him, and said softly but firmly, "After the capital's affairs are over, I'll tell you, okay?" Osvaldo smiled with pleasure, "Okay." The girl smiled happily, unaware that the "waiting" in the man's mouth was completely different from what she thought.