Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 137

Maybe I’d been freezing my butt off here for too long, or maybe this was all just a dream. Before I knew it, like I was possessed or something, I reached out and planted a kiss on the man’s

neck.

The kiss started getting out of hand, and the warmth slowly began to return to my body. Just as things were about to spiral Shirley’s voice abruptly pierced through my ears. “Hold your horses. I’m here to check if Ms. March is actually around or not?”

Her words yanked me back to reality, and I scrambled out of the man’s embrace, standing there catching my breath like I’d just run a marathon.

“Ms. March? Xaviera? Are you there?”

Hearing Shirley’s calls, I glanced at Hogan in a total panic, my mind a jumbled mess. I couldn’t let Shirley catch us in this scene, no how.

I quickly shot Hogan a look that screamed “don’t move“, and after taking a deep breath, I flung open the cubicle door.

I looked up to find Shirley standing just a meter away. She was wrapped in a bathrobe, and peeking out from underneath was the latest craze in swimwear – a bikini that left little to the imagination.

With her curves on full display, it was clear as day that she’d pulled out all the stops to seduce Hogan

Our eyes locked, and Shirley forced a smile, playing dumb, “Ms. March, it’s been half an hour already, how come you’re still in the changing room?”

Playing innocent, huh?

swept the entire changing room before

was on a

is the ladies‘ changing room. Shouldn’t you be looking for Mr. Zade on the other

I’d been left out in the cold for thirty minutes,

all flustered. Never mind, Ms. March, get ready and let’s

room had never happened. That ticked me

sidelong glance, and said with a hint of annoyance. “What are you

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one else is here.” As Shirley was clueless about Hogan hidden in the cubicle, I didn’t beat around the bush, saving. “President Stapleton, if you think I’m holding you back from important stuff, just give me a heads–up. I’m all about reading the room, but locking someone in a

Shirley was smart enough

she stepped

“It’s just too bad I’m a disappointment to you. The one

“Is that so?”

smile, “at best, I’m just a

the message, chuckled, and said

isn’t she? So confident she didn’t even consider me a blip on her radar. To her, I’m just a decoy,