Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 55 Chapter 55

Inside the room, Jandee was far from drunk. In fact, her mind was eleae. "Simon is definitely waiting in the hallway to see if you leave. We can't both leave either; your site has multiple rooms," she said.

The be would survelystantly

samson would mack her again—this time with even sharper, more venomous words.

Edward, still stacking his cigarette, walked over to the window.

Janice's eyes followed him as he began unbuttoning his suit jacket with one hand “Mr. Moore, what are you

Why was he taking off his jacket?

Edward turned back toward her, the cigarette perched loosely between his lips, His eyes gleaned with fint amesement, and his voice dipped to a low, teasing tone. "You're back to calling me Mr. More?

she stawmited, thinking he was annoyed by her sudden shift to formality,

To her, Edward wasn't just her boss-he was someone untouchable, almost sacred.

But Edward Interrupted her with and remark, "I sleep on the couch"

Huh?

Her room wasn'Lexactly spacious-not because Harrison was stingy when booking it but because jare pretened a smaller space. Cozy rooms gave her a sense of security

The problem, however, was the couch. It was tiny.

with Edward's height, even if he managed to squeeze onto it, he'd be incredibly uncomfortable.

“You should take the bed, and I'll sleep on the couch,” Janke blurted out, already grabbing one of the pillows to set it down for hi

What about the blanket?

a single occupancy room. There was only

called the hotel staff to bring another, Simon, who was undoubtedly still lingering outside, would notice. And who knew how he might twist the situation

vain she could be when

in front of him gnawed

Even with the heater on, sleeping without a blanket

with her thoughts. When she finally glanced up

moved past her toward the bathroom. His tone was firm and final “I'll sleep on

leaving Janice standing in the middle of the

some reason, it made her ears tingle. She couldn't even remember what she had been

belore

after, Edward reappeared. He was dying his hands with a disposable towel when his phone, vibrating incessantly, pulled his

even noticed Edward's phone vibrating. Without a

"Hello," Edward answered.

cramped. Trward stood by the window as he took

along with Matilda, are coming home,"

all of them back, it was rarely for

I'ra on a business trip in Gallandia,"

clearly passed on to her children. "Does the plane not have

let out a

Chilbourne right now, but I don't care. He has to come

a response, Barbara hung

not have enough

from the bathroom, Edward was already lying on the couch, stet fully dressed. His

said nothing, climbing quietly into

with it a strange tension.

side of the bed, clutching the corner of the blanket. She closed her eyes, determined to fall

cold wouldn't let her she need

nighttime temperature was fat chilller than back