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?

room. There

bring another, Simon, who was undoubtedly still lingering outside,

she could be when it came to

looking ridiculous in front of him gnawed

the heater on,

that followed, Janice wrestled with her thoughts. When she finally glanced up again, her gate collided with Edward's calm, steady

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

in the middle of the room, her heart thundering

faint sound of running water filled the space, and for some reason, it made her ears tingle. She couldn't even remember what she had been trying to think about

belore

a disposable towel when his phone, vibrating incessantly, pulled his attention

Without a word, she turned and walked into the

"Hello," Edward answered.

felt a little cramped. Trward stood by the window as he took the call, his

with Matilda, are coming home," Barbara Thompson declared on the other

all of them back, it was rarely for

trip in Gallandia," Edward replied

as sharp and commanding as ever, a trait she had clearly passed

out a soft

Chilbourne right now, but I

waiting for a

not

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

at him briefly but said nothing, climbing

a strange tension. It was

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

the cold wouldn't let her she need

nighttime temperature was fat chilller than