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𝐸𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 The flashing cameras outside were chaotic. As the crowd pushed forward, Chan’s hand immediately hit the small of your back—firm, protective, and automatic, keeping you safe despite the cold distance between you since your arranged wedding. ​"Stay close," he muttered, his voice sharp and formal. ​He glanced down to check on you, but the moment he saw you, he froze. You looked stunning. His stoic posture slipped, his mouth opening slightly as he lost his train of thought completely. He stared, speechless, before quickly clearing his throat and looking away as staff led you inside. ​Now in the front row, the runway show was in full swing, but Chan couldn't focus. He kept his expression guarded, but his eyes kept betraying him—discreetly sliding away from the models to look at you instead.