Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 541

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Chapter 541

Chapter 541

I was genuinely shocked to see him show up.

I’d blocked him, stopped answering his calls, and basically announced I was cutting all ties with him.

But I never expected to run into him again, especially in the middle of the night.

My mind quickly cleared up after the initial shock.

‘Hero saving the damsel? Please.‘ I thought to myself.

‘Or is this all just part of some elaborate scheme?‘ I wondered.

The car window was tapped by fingers with sharply defined knuckles.

I rolled it down and looked up–Edward was standing there.

He lowered his gaze to meet mine, asking in a deep voice, “You okay? Are you hurt?”

I shook my head. “I’m fine. Thanks for stepping in.”

Edward caught on to my detached tone, and his handsome face stiffened a little.

“You think I set this up?” Edward said, a flash of indignation crossing his face at being wrongly


accused.

lip. “It’s just too much of a

seeming to realize my suspicion made sense. He let out a helpless sigh. “I didn’t set up some lame coincidence. I was just outside your building, looking at the view, and happened

“What view? You must be kidding,

lingered on my face, his voice growing softer. “Nothing out here catches my eye. The real beauty’s in

up. I started replaying every detail of

that car suddenly slammed

a misunderstanding. The only thing I

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car outside my building, waiting for me around eleven or


Edward really stood out in the crowd. A few women passing by couldn’t stop checking him out, glancing back at him again

out,” I said as I looked down, found his contact on WeChat,

thousand yuan. “Mr.

owe

through a

need to pay me,” he said, his tone

cash,” I shot back, then got out of the car, walked around to the front, and snapped a photo of

everything I did. He frowned and asked, “You’re

the car, I replied, “No, I was out having dinner with

like he’d been slapped,

finished, I turned to Edward and said, “It’s

was so thrown off by how distant I was, he couldn’t even get a word out. As I was about to slide back into my car, he suddenly grabbed my wrist. “Why won’t you

his palm pressed against my skin, it sent a jolt


that same anxious, forbidden panic–like I’d touched something I

said coolly, “Don’t you get it, Mr. Jennings? The best thing

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