Chapter 541

Chapter 541

I was genuinely shocked to see him show up.

I’d blocked him, stopped answering his calls, and basically announced I was cutting all ties with him.

But I never expected to run into him again, especially in the middle of the night.

My mind quickly cleared up after the initial shock.

‘Hero saving the damsel? Please.‘ I thought to myself.

‘Or is this all just part of some elaborate scheme?‘ I wondered.

The car window was tapped by fingers with sharply defined knuckles.

I rolled it down and looked up–Edward was standing there.

He lowered his gaze to meet mine, asking in a deep voice, “You okay? Are you hurt?”

I shook my head. “I’m fine. Thanks for stepping in.”

Edward caught on to my detached tone, and his handsome face stiffened a little.

“You think I set this up?” Edward said, a flash of indignation crossing his face at being wrongly

accused.

I bit my lip. “It’s just too much of a coincidence. I can’t help but be suspicious.”

made sense. He let out a helpless sigh. “I didn’t set up some lame coincidence. I was just outside your building, looking at the view, and happened to see

my eyes. “What view? You must be

lingered on my face, his voice growing softer. “Nothing out here catches my eye. The real beauty’s in my heart–and

I started replaying every detail of

whole drive, worrying about Sophia and Aiden, and when that car suddenly slammed on the brakes in the middle of the road, Lended up rear–ending

it really was just a misunderstanding. The only thing I could be sure of was that

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my building, waiting for me around eleven

and people on the street, and Edward really stood out in the crowd. A few women passing by couldn’t stop checking him out, glancing back

for helping me out,” I said as I looked down, found his contact on WeChat,

“Mr. Jennings, I want

to owe you a

through a whole range of

hand. No need to pay me,” he said, his tone clearly less than

thank you like cold, hard cash,” I shot back, then got out of the car, walked around to the front, and snapped a photo of the

everything I did. He frowned and asked, “You’re just getting home? Work keeping you

replied, “No, I was out having dinner

like he’d been slapped, his expression

to Edward and said, “It’s late. I’m heading home

a word out. As I was about to slide back into my

when his palm pressed against my skin, it sent a

that same anxious, forbidden panic–like I’d

wrist free from his grip and said coolly, “Don’t you get it, Mr. Jennings? The best thing between us is to

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