Housewife Gone Wild

Loose 487

Just my luck. I took a deep breath, trying to sound calm and indifferent. “Mr. Jennings, I’m busy right now.”

“If you won’t come down, should I come up?” Edward knew exactly how to push my buttons.

“Ne… don’t come up,” I said quickly, genuinely worried. The office was full of gossipy women, and if Edward showed up, it would spread live wildfire.

“If you don’t want to talk near the office, just name a place, and I’ll meet you there,” Edward said, sensing my unease and playing the part of the understanding gentleman.

I quickly named a quiet café and even reserved a private room in

After making the arrangements, I hurried over in my car.

vance.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Edward already sitting on the sofa, sipping coffee. He looked completely different from yesterday–no longer. sickly but full of energy, like he could take on the world. ‘Was his illness just an act?‘ I wondered.

“What a cunning man…‘ I thought.

Edward had ordered Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee, the most expensive kind. The rich aroma filled the air as he sat there, calm and composed.

clutched my handbag, just stood there awkwardly at the door for a couple of seconds. He kept quiet, so

he slid a coffee cup toward me. “Are you

get what boundaries are? What kind of uncle keeps watching a woman who could end up as his

wife?‘

going to stomp all

and didn’t even look at him. I just said,

coffee cup, and it hit the floor with a sharp crack, shattering right

did it on purpose. Poor thing, that cup

like a storm was about to break. When his eyes

mind was all over the place, but some things just had to be

I keep bottling things up, I might not even make it to sixty–and all those years paying into my

fainted that day, did you kiss me?” I stared

a baseball bat–he was totally

his cold mask cracked and a blush actually

glared at him, pissed. “Mr. Jennings,

at me. “Is it really too much

Me: …

what kind of twisted person demands a thank