Chapter 172

"It's me!" A familiar voice echoed in the hallway.

I swiftly held onto the railing and stopped. My tense body could finally relax.

Soon, I turned around and headed upstairs, where I saw Brandon standing in the dark. Our previous interaction left things awkward, and I didn't know what to say. Still, I was genuinely shocked by the incident earlier, so I pretended to be angry. "You scared the heck out of me!"

He simply grunted again. I never knew how to respond to that because that response was so cold.

I was about to say more when he added softly, "I won't do it again."

This time, I was at a total loss for words.

Thus, I fished out my key and went to unlock my door. Just as I inserted the key into the keyhole, his low and deep voice rang again. "I overstepped my boundaries tonight. I won't do it again in the future."

Huh?

had entered through the half-open door. He glanced at me as he closed the

to say something, but the words stuck in my throat only came

meant, though. He

our arrangement; in fact, I was afraid to do

pretend boyfriend, not out of fear that he would not

a jerk for taking advantage of a man who had never had a real girlfriend and stealing all his supposedly wonderful

remorseful. I couldn't sleep well the whole night. In my dreams, Brandon followed me around like a weakling and complained, "Why did you

still dark. It was early in the morning. I checked the

right, he should be out on a

up, change clothes, and left. When my car drove into the morning light, I pitied myself for living like a thief in

of running into him. However, the cold breakfast left at

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