More Than A Favor

Chapter 37

My blood boiled.

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Now he decides to contact me? And instead of an apology or checking if I’m okay, he has the nerve to make it sound like I’m the problem completely blind to his own mess.

I didn’t bother responding. Just turned off my phone and lay back down. But sleep wouldn’t come.

Finally, I got up and walked out to the courtyard. The night air felt cool on my skin as I headed toward the Honey Locust tree to clear my head.

Just then, I heard a door open behind me.

I turned to see Ashton walking out with a backpack over his shoulder and pulling a suitcase. He looked surprised to see me up, but quickly recovered, barely glancing my way as he kept walking.

“Where are you going?” The words just slipped out.

“Out of town,” he said flatly, not breaking stride as he walked through the gate.

I stood there confused for a minute, then found myself walking to his room. The door wasn’t locked.

I flipped on the light and looked around. What I saw was both expected and surprising.

The military–neat bed and organized space totally fit Ashton. But what caught me off guard were all the old items scattered around stuff that looked over ten years old.

hit me: could these have

appeared in the doorway, like she knew exactly what I was

the newer stuff in your room, but Ashton wouldn’t let me. Said they

throat. Touching these pieces of my

I could think about it more, my phone rang. It was Maya, sounding like she was

cry.

Hart, we’ve got major problems with the

let Maya’s panic affect me. “Take a deep

going on.”

The lighting setup at the amusement park wasn’t aligning with the design plans at all. It could either be a quality issue with the manufacturer’s lights

two possibilities, then contact the relevant teams to sort it out,” I said firmly. “Even

pleaded, her voice trembling. “I

own.”

know what’s gotten into Mr. Mercer. He’s

the amusement park every single day. Every time he shows up, more issues

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cracked, and I could tell she was on the

held sent me earlier. Wat be deliberately making things difficult for Maya? Could this be his way of forcing me to return?

to predict my behavior. He knew my soft hearted nature, knew I hated

try to handle it yourself first,” I

Maya could handle this, thed become more capable. I had