Chapter 170 What was his problem? Jerused to be austere, giving no heed to Mikayla when she intentionally passed by him in a camisole.
Now, his eyes darkened when he barely had his hands on her.
Infuriated, Mikayla attempted to wrench herself away from him.
He noticed her reaction, and tightened his embrace around her instead.
“What are you doing?” she hissed.
Looking sullen, Jerasked, “Were you upset because | left early at the Miller's party?” The intimate distance between them was unsettling.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPrying his fingers away from her, she hollered, “Letgo!” His arms remained twined around her as he said, “Answer my question.” Mikayla’s expression darkened once she realized he didn’t intend to release her.
“No. Can you letgo now?” Her tone was ice cold, her patience clearly wearing thin.
Jerstill remembered the radiant smile on her face when she chome.
A pang of frustration surged in his chest.
Releasing her, he said, “Look at you, Mikayla. Are you really not bothered by it at all?” “Why does that even matter to you?” Mikayla huffed. “Jerome, you're insufferable. What's the point of bringing it up again after so long?” Connor's advice echoed in his mind.
He made it clear to Jerthat he must give Mikayla an explanation no matter how long the incident had passed.
Stiffening his lips, Jerbegan in a softer tone, “I was too occupied with work that night, so I forgot about you.
That was fully my fault. | heard Grandma say that you've beent wanting to go to Blue Lagoon. In fact, we're going there for our company trip this Saturday.
You can join us.” This was probably the first tJergave her an expl sincere as he possibly could.
It was even rarer that he offered to compensate her with a Blue Lagoon trip.
Mikayla might be touched If this happened a day after the Incident.
She was totally unfazed now.
To her, Jerome's attempt to patch things up with her was too late.
“No thanks,” she said. “I have other plans on Saturday.” “What plans?” Jerfigured that it was an excuse.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I have a date with Celeste.” “You can invite her over.” “She’s not interested in hot springs.” Sensing her indifferent curtness, he pressed his He went upstairs instead.
lips together and remained silent.
The warmth from his palm lingered on Mikayla’s waist.
She dusted her clothes disdainfully before she strode toward the kitchen to look for Amy.
She finally felt content after a bowl of soup and sribs.
“Amy, I'm full. Don’t calldown for dinner later.” “Madam, why aren’t you joining Mr. Miller?” Amy was baffled.
She thought Jerchanged a lot lately.
He moved back to the master bedroom, and he told her to call Mikayla when she wasn’t back last night.
He even went out to pick her up and carried her to her bedroom.
Thus, Amy couldn't fathom Mikayla’s contempt for Jerome, to the point that she disliked the idea of dining together with him.