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?

was a single occupancy room. There was only one

outside, would notice. And who knew how he might twist the situation to humiliate her

bow vain she could be when it came to

in front of him gnawed at her

Even with the heater on,

followed, Janice wrestled with her thoughts. When she finally

moved past her toward the bathroom. His

bathroom door clicked shut behind him, leaving Janice standing in the middle

her ears tingle. She couldn't even remember what she had been

belore

was dying his hands with a disposable

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

"Hello," Edward answered.

little cramped. Trward stood by the window

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

all of them back, it was rarely

trip in Gallandia," Edward

she had clearly passed on to

out a soft

now, but I don't care. He has

for a

not have enough money

bathroom, Edward was already lying on the couch, stet fully

briefly but said nothing, climbing

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

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

the cold wouldn't let her

temperature was fat chilller than back