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Soon, all the dishes were served. Justin, who had eaten steak before, appeared at ease, but Mrs. Woolf seemed a little uneasy.

"Mrs. Woolf, eat while it's warm, or it'll get cold," Aurora urged gently.

"Um... could you helpcut this meat?" Mrs. Woolf asked, feeling slightly embarrassed. She could handle cutting beef with a butcher's knife, but she had never eaten in such a formal setting before.

Aurora suddenly realized why Mrs. Woolf had seemed awkward earlier-she probably wasn't used to dining in places like this.

"My apologies, I should have thought of that. Mrs. Woolf, letteach you. Hold the knife in one hand and the fork in the other, like this. You'll get the hang of it quickly." Aurora patiently guided her. For Mrs. Woolf, it was the first tshe had taken such care to learn something new. Before long, she mastered it and beamed with the joy of a child.

Watching Mrs. Woolf's cheerful smile, Aurora felt a pang of warmth. The people on the ship weren't truly bad people. Even though she knew they were pirates, she couldn't bring herself to hate them.

The meal was pleasant. Perhaps it was because Aurora believed Julian would find her soon, so she wasn't as anxious as before.

She knew that staying positive was good for the baby growing inside her. After the meal, they didn't rush to leave. Instead, they found a hotel to rest in, planning to head to Kestrel the following day.

Justin booked the presidential suite, which had separate rooms. Aurora and Mrs. Woolf shared a bed, while Justin stayed outside.

Since becoming pregnant, Aurora had been more prone to drowsiness and needed daily naps. As soon as they returned to their room, she fell asleep.

Outside, Mrs. Woolf spoke to Justin. "You two are from different worlds. Forced relationships don't last. Justin, maybe it's tto let go?" Justin glanced at the sleeping figure on the bed, her every movement etched into his memory. "How could I ever let go?" Love wasn't something easily abandoned. If it were, the world wouldn't be full of so many lovesick men and women.

Mrs. Woolf sighed deeply.

Julian hung up the phone, his emotions in turmoil. Aurora had assured him she was safe, but she refused to tell him where she was. It was likely the pirates hadn't harmed her, yet they wouldn't let her leave either.

Knowing she was unharmed gave Julian speace of mind. But the revelation that Aurora was pregnant left him uncertain-was he supposed to feel joy or despair? What kind of situation was she in on that ship? As long as he couldn't see her, he wouldn't be able to rest. He quickly contacted Vortex for updates.

"We've tracked them to a port on the edge of Lorvale, but they might leave soon. Even if you go there, you might not find them." "No, I'll find her. Aurora toldshe's going to the hospital for a checkup. All I need to do is wait for her at the largest hospital in Lorvale." "Why the largest hospital?" "She wouldn't get a checkup at a small clinic. If I were her, I'd ask for a hospital with better medical equipment.

To make it easier forto find her, she'd definitely go to Lorvale's largest and best hospital. And since she doesn't have an ID, flying isn't an option. My guess is she'll travel by car.

From the port town to Kestrel takes over ten hours by car. I'll head to Kestrel now and wait for her there. This time, I won't let her slip away!" After finishing his call, Julian contacted Irene and Nick, rallying them to head to Kestrel together.

Though he could estimate Aurora's arrival time, he couldn't be sure of the exact hour, or whether there might be delays along the way. Still, he had no choice but to wait.

Upon hearing news of Aurora, Nick and Irene volunteered without hesitation, immediately boarding a private jet to Lorvale.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Aurora, still in the small port town, woke from her nap and went out with Mrs. Woolf and Justin to stroll through the streets. By now, Lorvale had grown warm, yet she was still wearing her wool coat.

Her figure hadn't changed much yet, so she could still wear many dresses that fit beautifully. It was Justin's first taccompanying a woman shopping for clothes, and surprisingly, he found the experience delightful.

Aurora had a stunning figure, fair skin, and a tall frame. She could effortlessly carry off any design or color. When she changed into a stylish dress, she beceven more radiant.

"Sir, your wife has such a great figure. Every dress looks perfect on her," the shop assistant complimented.

"Wrap them all up," Justin declared, his heart soaring at the word "wife." Aurora wanted to explain, but after a moment's thought, she decided there was no need. She had already agreed to refer to him as her husband in front of others.

"No need, just a few are enough. I can't wear so many," Aurora said, shaking her head. The kinder Justin was to her, the more guilt she felt. After all, she couldn't reciprocate his feelings, and she disliked spending a man's money.

"You'll wear them," Justin replied firmly, following the shop assistant to pay.

Mrs. Woolf pulled Aurora aside. "Aurora, there's no need to save money for him. That boy has enough to last you a lifetime." "I'm just not used to spending other people's money." "Didn't your ex-fiancé support you when you were together?" Mrs. Woolf asked, puzzled. Aurora was so beautiful- surely any man would want to provide for her. Aurora shook her head. "He was wealthy, but I wasn't short on money either. In fact, I earned enough to support myself. That's why I don't like relying on others financially." That made sense. Aurora's aura didn't resemble that of someone who depended on men. Otherwise, Justin wouldn't have been so captivated by her.

Aurora picked out sclothes for Mrs. Woolf and Justin as well. Justin followed along, carrying bags of purchases.

When they passed the skincare section on the first floor, Justin stopped.

"You haven't been using anything lately. Get whatever you like," he said.

The sea breeze could be harsh on skin, causing aging over time. Since Aurora was pregnant and couldn't NO wear makeup, she chose a gentle brand and bought smoisturizing products. As they passed another counter, Aurora suddenly stopped in her tracks.

A saleswoman approached eagerly. Seeing the man beside Aurora laden with shopping bags, she immediately recognized him as a big spender.

"Miss, is there anything you're looking for?" Aurora's eyes lingered on the brand and product. Her emotions surged as she picked up a bottle of perfume.

"Miss, this is our best-selling ranked number perfume. It's could you like to try one in Clothville.

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it? It's called..." "Young Love. I know," Aurora interrupted, tears streaming down her face.

How could she not know? She had worked day and night while studying in New York to create this perfume.

She had seen it so often that it becfamiliar. But now, in this moment seeing it again felt like stumbling upon an old friend. She still didn't know if Julian would find her or if she could leave. If she couldn't, would she be trapped on this ship for the rest of her life? "Yes, miss, it's called Young Love. Oh, miss, why are you crying?" mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1