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."

to top

had the nerve to eat

had made instant noodles. It was a big deal for him, and she had the audacity to turn on him

the couch again, only to

it! Even you're against me

it could speak, would probably be thinking of breaking up

up, York blocked all of Leda's contacts

he threw his phone on the couch, planning to go back to his

a beat,

if he'd forgive her just because she

do more than that, like pouring him a glass of wine and sweetly admitting her mistake, before he'd

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

smile, pausing at his words:

which had been lifted

"Mom, it's you..."

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

York collapsed onto the

at his state, asked,

I? No,

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