Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 332

Jessica Smith could hardly believe how drastically her life had changed in just a few short weeks.

One moment, she had been fearing for her life—and her father’s—and now, here she was, freely enjoying a cruise with happy honeymooners.

The future no longer worried her; after paying off all her father’s debts, she found herself with millions to spare.

Life should have been good, but instead, she found herself tangled in the web of a mysterious man.

Ross Oakley had saved her, yes, but he had also claimed her as his own.

Everything still felt like a dream.

To clear her mind, she tried to investigate the whereabouts of Mr. Adams, just to ensure it wasn’t all some wild fantasy.

Yet, no one seemed to know anything. There were reports about Adams and his entire crew going missing, but that was it—no follow-ups, no further details.

It was clear someone was working hard to bury the truth, and she could think of only one person powerful enough to make it happen.

“Ross Oakley. Just who are you?” Jessica muttered under her breath, the question lingering in her mind.

She would have continued to mull over her thoughts, but someone suddenly interrupted her musings.

“Hello there, I saw the sad look on your face and couldn’t help but come over. Are you okay?”

Jessica turned around, her eyes slowly moving away from the endless expanse of the ocean to meet the gaze of an extremely handsome man—young, too.

He appeared to be around her age, but what struck her most wasn’t just his striking good looks.

It was his kindness, evident in the genuine concern on his face.

She could easily tell he wasn’t just making small talk; there was sincerity in his words.

His eyes locked with hers, and he didn’t let them wander aimlessly over her body as so many others often did.

His directness and honesty caught her off guard, and for a fleeting moment, she found herself appreciating him for the simple act of showing genuine care.

But that only made her feel emptier inside, as it reminded her of everything she lacked.

Jessica had never been in love, thinking she would eventually find it once she had established herself—once she’d finished her studies and secured a stable job so that she could provide for her father.

She had always told herself that love could wait. But now, her father didn’t need to work a single day more in his life.

He was well taken care of, and yet, here she was, alone with a wealth of money and no one to share it with.

The world around her felt like it should be perfect, yet she couldn’t escape the gnawing emptiness in her chest.

She was caught in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Despite all she had accomplished, something felt wrong.

“It’s none of your business. Please go away,” Jessica replied, her voice harsher than she meant it to be.

She quickly regretted the tone, but it was too late. The words had already left her lips.

And ultimately, she thought that this was also for this kind stranger’s wellbeing.

She had seen what Ross was capable of when provoked, and despite the young man’s kind eyes and gentle manner, she didn’t want to bring any unwanted trouble to him.

The thought of making this handsome stranger the target of Ross’s wrath sent a shiver down her spine.

The young man didn’t move at first, and Jessica couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt for snapping at him.

But, he simply offered a small, understanding smile, as if he knew exactly what was going on in her mind.

Without a word, he turned and walked away, leaving her to the silence of the vast ocean and the weight of her own thoughts.

Jessica thought that would be the end of it, but just five minutes later, the same guy returned, carrying a large bucket of popcorn and two sodas.

He walked over with a casual smile, clearly not taking her earlier rejection to heart.

“I love listening to sad stories while eating popcorn,” he said with an easygoing grin.

“I’ll tell you mine first, and I’d love to hear yours afterward.” He placed the snacks down between them and sat on the edge of the bench, his posture relaxed but still respectful of her space.

Jessica wasn’t sure why, but something about his friendly attitude made her smile for the first time in a long while.

It was a genuine smile, one that felt like a small weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he added, his tone sincere.

“I’m Kevin,” he introduced himself, his eyes locking with hers in a way that made her feel noticed—not in a way that made her uncomfortable, but in a way that felt warm and kind.

He raised his hand, offering her a handshake.

For a moment, Jessica hesitated.

She had been wrapped in her own thoughts for so long that she had almost forgotten how nice it was to have a simple, friendly interaction.

Her heart, weary from all the confusion and tension of the past few weeks, told her that maybe it wouldn’t hurt to have a new friend on this trip.

She needed a distraction from her overwhelming feelings, even if only for a brief moment.

“Jessica,” she replied, reaching out to shake his hand, the simple gesture feeling more grounding than she expected.

Kevin’s eyes lit up as he started to share his story.

It was a lighthearted tale about his childhood, filled with humorous anecdotes and self-deprecating remarks.

His easygoing nature and willingness to open up made Jessica feel at ease, and for a brief time, she was able to forget about the chaos that had been her life recently. Experience exclusive tales on My Virtual Library Empire

As Kevin continued to talk, Jessica found herself listening intently, almost forgetting where they were.

The conversation flowed easily, with laughter here and there, and for a few precious moments, she felt like things might be okay.

It was such a relief to have a normal conversation after everything she had been through.

Little did either of them know, their conversation hadn’t gone unnoticed.

From a distance, someone was watching them closely, taking note of every word and action.

The observer’s eyes lingered on Jessica, sensing the subtle shift in her mood.