Back in Time: Unshackling From Love

chapter 89

No wonder Jerome didn’t have time, It turned out he was wrapped up with someone else.”

Mikayla thought that he must have had it rough. Not only was he swamped with work, but he also had to handle shopping duties. Mikayla couldn’t help but feel sorry for Jerome.

Kylie happened to glance up and spotted Mikayla standing nearby.

“Mrs. Miller,” she called out politely.

Turning to Jerome, she calmly stated, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back to Bernhal.”

Jerome nodded in agreement. As soon as Kylie was out of view, his attention shifted to Mikayla’s empty hands. He seemed to be silently questioning why she hadn’t bought anything for him.

Unfazed by his intense gaze, Mikayla asked, “Where’s the pen?”

Jerome frowned at her indifference. He couldn’t fathom why she was acting differently after the call when he suddenly remembered Kylie’s presence.

Figuring out the reason, he patiently explained, “Kylie was here to discuss the banquet tomorrow.

“Not interested. Just hand over the pen quickly. I’ve got a hectic schedule too.” Mikayla cut him off before he could finish his words.

Jerome fell into a moment of silence before getting the fountain pen, nicely wrapped in a gift box, from

the drawer.

skip the meeting and go with

Mikayla promptly refused, grabbing

staying together! Why should she put up with Jerome? Was she not worthy

man after her

went to find Jerome and ran into Mikayla

her, he noticed Mikayla passing by with a cold

she had gotten so haughty as he scratched his nose in confusion. Upon entering

again, Jay?” Connor asked cautiously.

how you

was left speechless. He had always referred to Mikayla by that nickname. Besides, Jerome had never voiced any objection.

It seemed that Jerome

Connor tactfully changed his wording. “I see that

Did something happen between you

on satisfying Connor’s curiosity, but he had no clue

thoughts. In the end, he briefly explained what happened

here? But Kylie was just doing

Did you miss something?” Connor remarked, confused by Jerome’s

in, grabbed the box, and walked

something in his words and questioned, “A box?