Julian nodded. “Yes, that’s why I haven’t married anyone—I don’t respond to those women. I can’t marry someone just to end up a widow for my own sake, right?

My family has been quite anxious and has arranged countless blind dates for me. I reached a point where I didn’t want to go on any more blind dates, so they started showing me pictures of girls, hoping one would catch my attention.

Just by glancing at a girl a few times or exchanging a few words with her, my parents assume I’m interested, which leaves me feeling utterly helpless. Ultimately, I have to distance myself from women to avoid any misunderstandings with my parents.

Kiera, I was prepared to be a bachelor for life. Who would have thought that at the airport in Wiltspoon, I would find a bunch of your keys? There was a small photo on the keychain, and when I saw you in that picture, I felt an inexplicable urge to kiss you; my heart raced, and I found myself blushing.

I’ve never experienced anything like this in my 30 years. I believe this sensation is what a heartbeat feels like—a normal man’s reaction.

You are the only person in this world who can save me and help me become a normal man because you are the destined woman that God has chosen for me.

Kiera was momentarily stunned, listening intently, as if she were hearing a story. If she hadn’t been the heroine of his tale, she might have believed she was simply listening to one.

“Kiera,” Julian said, taking one of her hands seriously, “what I’m saying is true. I really fell in love with you at first sight. I won’t ever be tempted by another woman in this life except for you.

You don’t need to worry that I’m just trying to be different or that my perspective is changing. This won’t happen to me because I am a sick person, and only you can heal me.

You also don’t need to worry about my parents not liking you. You truly don’t have to be concerned. In fact, they have…”

I have known about your existence for a long time and have always supported myself in getting closer to you and developing feelings for you. I must admit, I was a bit foolish and took my time. For such a long time, I haven’t had the courage to confess my feelings to you.

I’m not afraid of you laughing at me, so I called my cousin Josh for advice. He told me that if I love you, I need to tell you. I want you to know that I love you. I don’t want to just be your friend; I want to be your boyfriend and your future husband.

Julian spoke with deep sincerity.

Kiera had no doubt about his words.

She believed Julian would never lie to her. Although she didn’t fully understand apathy, she had faith that Julian had no reason to deceive her.

Kiera then asked, “Where are my keys?”

She had dropped a set of keys when she was in Wiltspoon, which included a photo of herself that she always carried.

After losing them, she searched everywhere but had no luck. It turned out that Julian had picked them up.

“I keep them with me all the time. When I’m alone, I take them out to look at them and secretly kiss your photo,” Julian confessed.

He produced the set of keys, which indeed had a photo of Kiera on the keychain.

Kiera took the keys back and confirmed they were hers.

Upon hearing that he looked at her photo when no one was around and kissed it, Kiera felt her face turn inexplicably red.

Julian kissing her photo made her feel as if he were kissing her directly.

“Did you find me through this little photo after you got my keys?” Kiera asked him.

Julian nodded earnestly.

“So, you’ve been investigating me?” Kiera inquired.

She couldn’t understand it; she is foolish.

Julian had a substantial amount of money. If he were to hire someone to take her photos and gather information about her, he would undoubtedly obtain results that would please him. Then, he would… He stated that she is his savior and that he feels a strong connection to her.

She assisted him on the streets of Wiltspoon late that night. Was it merely coincidence, or was it a scenario orchestrated by him?