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

once cooking for a woman, had made instant noodles. It

couch again, only

me now? I'll kick you,

if it could speak, would probably be thinking of breaking up

blocked all of Leda's contacts

go back to his room to lie down, the doorbell

a beat, his breathing

As if he'd forgive her just because she

that, like pouring him a glass of wine and sweetly admitting her mistake, before he'd even consider

to confront her: "What, you realize you were wrong-what?!

a bright smile,

heart, which had been lifted

"Mom, it's you..."

her earlier, and she said you weren't together, so I guessed you'd be

York collapsed onto the couch,

asked, "Why do

No,

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