I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 269

Chapter 269

When Leanna opened the car door, she staggered on the way out of the car and had to hold the car door to steady herself.

"President Pearson, are you looking for the best place to kill and hide a body?" she asked feebly.

Aidan did not answer as he flicked his cigarette and turned to look at her. "I wanted to give you a gift, but it seems like you don't need it."

"The best gift you can give me is when you send me home."

In the end, she did not forget to add, "Thank you."

"Since you went back to Elijah's place, I have no plans of sending you home."

"Oh," she replied perfunctorily. Just as she was about to get back into the car, Aidan's unhurried voice sounded again. "Ms. Shaffer's son lives here."

Leanna instantly stopped moving when she heard this.

This was exactly how he expected her to react.

He crushed his cigarette and continued, "It seems like you don't want to drop by. Let's leave, then."

After a moment of silence, she spoke, "Wait."

Aidan seemed to have no sense of time as he cast a deep look at her with an eyebrow raised.

"Since you had something to drink back at the bar, you shouldn't be driving. Why not find a place to sit while we wait for Mr. Stoll to come back?"

Then, with his arm around the car, he turned and gestured with his chin.

Leanna followed his line of sight and saw Jonathan smiling at her.

Seeing that her plan had backfired, she quickly made up another excuse. "I'm a little drunk, and I want to take a breather. You can leave if you want to, but just return my phone."

"You don't seem drunk."

"This is how I am. You just can't tell," she said solemnly.

This was humorous for Aidan as his thin lips hooked and the smile on his face was obvious. "Oh, really?"

"Really!"

Then, he stopped beating around the bush and answered, "Beg me, and I'll consider bringing you in."

Leanna knew that this b*stard had been waiting for this moment and hesitated for a moment quietly.

However, Aidan didn't seem to be in a rush as he patiently waited for her to make up her mind.

In the end, she caved and directly begged, "Please."

"Words don't count."

"Then, give me back my phone, and I'll transfer you some money."

"Do I look like I need your money?"

"President Pearson, you might as well just tell me what you want directly."

"Come here," Aidan said slowly.

Leanna looked at him vigilantly before taking two steps forward and stopping.

"What are you doing so far away? Come here," he called out again with a smile.

After thinking about it for a moment and realizing that she would fall for his trap if she went forward, she changed her mind. "Forget it. I don't want to go anymore."

As she said that, just as she turned around and was about to leave, she was lightly grabbed by her wrist and tugged backward.

In the next second, she had fallen into his arms.

"I told you to come over on your own, but you leave me with no choice now," Aidan said deeply.

"How can you even say that?"

Leanna struggled a few times, and his hands that were wrapped around her waist tightened even more.

At this point, she simply gave up and said exasperatedly, "President Pearson, can you tell me what you want me to do now?"

"It's Christmas Day, Leanna."

"I know. Do you really think I'm drunk?"

Aidan ignored her question and stared into her eyes deeply. "Are you still angry?"

She immediately knew what he was referring to without much thought; it was the flowers he sent to Elijah's house. With a smile, she replied, "What's the use of me being angry? Would you repent?"

"Nope."

"Then, why are you even asking?"

"I think, on a day like today, you should forgive me no matter what I do."

A sardonic smile immediately appeared on Leanna's face. "Do you need my forgiveness? Aren't you always doing things your own way, according to how you want, without a care about what other people think—"

"Shut up."

At this moment, she flared with anger. "Is this how you're going to beg me for forgiveness?"

Aidan retorted, "Who's begging who right now?"

"Oh."

Leanna got carried away since things were heading in another direction.

So, she brought it back to the initial conversation. "So, President Pearson, what did you want to say?"

"It's not good to be angry on such a festive day," he said.

In that instant, she fell silent. There was some truth to his words.

Then, she spoke again, but a little irritably this time, "All right, all right. Can you bring me up now?"

"Are you not angry anymore?"

"Nope!"

As soon as she said this, she suddenly felt her surroundings darken and a pair of thin lips were planted on hers.

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