Chapter 522

After the man left, Leda grimaced at the sight of the dishes and silverware scattered across the table.

She should've made him clean up before he stormed out...

"Hey, can you book me a cleaner for two hours? Yeah, for a complete cleanup... especially the couch..."

Meanwhile, after storming out, York drove back to his place, pushing his car to nearly 100 miles per hour, reckless as can be.

Once home, he immediately stripped and jumped into the shower, hoping to wash away the remnants of last night.

But for some reason, after showering, he could still faintly smell Leda's perfume lingering in the air.

"Damn it!"

Frustrated, he kicked the couch.

And then, the memories of last night flooded his mind - starting on the couch and then moving to the bedroom; a whirlwind of passion.

York couldn't for the life of him understand how Leda, who was all over him last night, could wake up this morning as cold as ice, telling him to "never come back."

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had the nerve to eat his

Gibson, who had lived for over twenty years without once cooking for a woman, had made instant noodles. It was a big

couch again, only to

Even you're against me

it could speak, would probably be thinking of breaking

blocked all of Leda's contacts

on the couch, planning to go

skipped a beat,

As if he'd forgive her just because

pouring him a glass of wine and sweetly admitting her

door, ready to confront her: "What, you realize

there with a bright smile, pausing

been lifted

"Mom, it's you..."

I called her earlier, and

onto the couch, utterly

his state, asked,

I? No,

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