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 was only

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

bow vain she could be when

front of him gnawed at her

temperature wasn't exactly warm. Even with the heater on, sleeping without a blanket would leave

Janice wrestled with her thoughts. When she

a word, he moved past her toward the bathroom. His tone was firm and

behind him, leaving Janice standing in the middle of the room,

of running water filled the space, and for some reason, it made her ears tingle. She couldn't

belore

his hands with a disposable towel when his phone,

Edward's phone vibrating. Without a word, she turned

"Hello," Edward answered.

lacking a balcony, felt a little cramped. Trward stood by the window as he took the call, his eyes tixed on the

Monday, you and Calvin, along with Matilda, are coming home," Barbara Thompson declared

all of them back, it was rarely for anything

a business trip in

as sharp and commanding as ever, a trait she had clearly passed on to her children. "Does the plane

out a soft chuckde.

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

for a response, Barbara hung

do you not have enough

Edward was already lying on the

briefly but said nothing, climbing quietly into

the same tuon carried with it a strange tension. It was recal parts

the bed, clutching the corner of

the cold wouldn't let her

nighttime temperature was