CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Chapter 134

It did not help that the scent of her body wash was curling into his nose, teasing his senses.

He was not unfamiliar with the smell. After all, this was the mint body wash he always used.

She had obviously used his body wash when she had taken her shower just now.

Yet, he found that he was not mad that she had touched his things. On the contrary, he felt an almost visceral sense of approval and satisfaction.

While he was deep in thought, Natalie finished drying her hair. She crouched down and reached under the table, intending on unplugging the hairdryer. She would return it to the bedside cabinet.

Shane suddenly slammed his feet against the floor, causing him and his chair to slide nearly two meters away from her.

Natalie was surprised at his abrupt movement. “Mr. Shane, is something wrong?”

Why do I get the feeling he was trying to escape from me?

Shane crossed his legs and adjusted his suit so they hid a certain part of his body from her view. Only then did he answer gruffly, “No. Just put down the hairdryer. I’ll keep it myself later.”

“Okay.” Natalie was completely oblivious to his strange behavior. She nodded and placed the hairdryer on his desk. “Mr. Shane, thanks a lot. If you hadn’t brought me here to clean myself up, I would still be a disgusting mess right now.”

He did not meet her gaze as he replied, “It’s nothing. I know about your meeting with Aunt Catherine. As her relative, it makes sense for me to clean up her mess, especially since she threw coffee on you.”

paused before an embarrassed look appeared on her face. “Mr. Shane, does that mean you know

raised an eyebrow at

her forehead, she hurriedly explained, “Mr. Shane, please don’t believe what Mrs. Thompson says. I didn’t really mean what I said; it was all meant to anger her.

Shane pursed his lips.

she said were all lies. Nonetheless, it still

why he was upset, he refused to think

She won’t do it again. I’ve already informed my Uncle Sam and he’ll keep an eye on her.”

sighed in

With

her hair was presentable,

room, something kept niggling at Natalie. It was

patted through her pockets but

I just imagining

her mind. Shaking her head to clear it of all these thoughts, she

the meeting

two hours before it was

apartment after picking up the kids. Instead,

by her assistant of their arrival.