Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 479

**The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 479**
**Chapter 479: Midterms**

Lillian shot a playful glare at Isabelle, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes, before she answered the call that had interrupted their study session. The moment she pressed the phone to her ear, a low, magnetic voice flowed through the line, wrapping around her like a warm blanket. “Lillian, are you asleep?”

“Not yet,” she replied, her voice light and casual, though her heart raced a little. “I’ve got midterms tomorrow, so I wanted to look things over one more time. What about you? Just finished work?” She could almost picture him, the way he must look after a long day, his tousled hair and that charming smile.

Sebastian’s soft laughter rumbled through the speaker, a sound that always sent a thrill through her. “Mm, I just wrapped up. Went and had your favorite ribs.”

A grin spread across Lillian’s face, mischief dancing in her eyes. “Sebastian, how could you go without me? You know those ribs are practically a sacred experience!”

“I promise I’ll take you once your exams are over,” he assured her gently, his tone filled with warmth that made her heart flutter.

“That’s more like it,” she replied, feeling a sense of anticipation building within her.

For a moment, there was silence on the line, and Lillian could sense the shift in his mood. Then, with a sigh that was half playful and half serious, he said, “Lillian, you promised me you’d only stay there for a month. It’s been almost two now. When do you plan on keeping that promise?”

Instantly, Lillian felt a twinge of guilt wash over her, and she twirled a strand of hair around her finger, a nervous habit she had developed. “Mr. Whitmore, can’t I stay just a little longer? Because once I move back, I think that’ll be it—that will become my permanent home. So please, just let me stay a bit more.” Her plea came out softer, almost a whisper, revealing her vulnerability.

Sebastian’s heart softened at her delicate request, and he found himself unable to refuse her. “Alright. I’ll give you more time.” Yet, as thoughts of that woman flickered through his mind, a flash of coldness passed through his eyes, a reminder of the complications that lay ahead.

After sharing a few more light-hearted exchanges, they reluctantly ended the call.

“Lillian, I love you,” he said, his voice sincere.

“I love you too, Mr. Whitmore,” she replied, a smile gracing her lips as she hung up the phone.

As soon as the call ended, Isabelle and Elsie erupted into teasing, their voices rising in a playful sing-song tone.

Lillian rolled her eyes at their antics. “You two had better never get boyfriends. Otherwise, I’ll make sure to spill all your secrets right in front of them.”

At that, Elsie made a mock horrified face, wailing dramatically, “I was wrong, I swear! Please don’t out me—I’d be finished. How could I keep playing the role of the aloof heiress?”

Lillian laughed helplessly, shaking her head. “Next time, I promise I’ll go with you.” Just as she finished her sentence, her phone rang again, the familiar low voice sending her heart racing.

“Lillian, come outside. I’m waiting at the gate.”

A soft glow instantly brightened Lillian’s eyes, and she felt a flutter of excitement in her chest. “Mm, I’ll be right there.” She hung up the phone without a second thought.

“See? I knew it. Ugh, I’m jealous, I’m bitter, I’m resentful!” Isabelle threw her hands up dramatically, her expression exaggerated for effect. “My cow dung, where are you? Hurry and let me find you!”

Lillian laughed, her heart light. “Alright, you keep looking for your cow dung. I’m heading out.” With that, she made her way to the door, a spring in her step.

Elsie watched her leave, her voice tinged with envy. “Lillian really is lucky. Just look at how good Mr. Whitmore is to her. Makes me want to fall in love too.”

As Lillian stepped out into the evening air, the world felt brighter, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that something wonderful awaited her just beyond the gate.