The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 415 Apologies and Aftershocks

And then this had to happen tonight.

Victor looked down at her, standing there like a little quail.

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He couldn’t see her face, only the top of her head, and the way she stood there–so timid and apologetic–was oddly obedient.

The corners of his mouth curved faintly. “What are you sorry for?”

Tessa blurted out, “For stripping off your towel.”

Silence crashed down around them.

Tessa’s brain froze again.

Oh no–Stella had specifically told her not to mention that. Just admit you were wrong and leave it at that!

The pressure in Victor’s presence made it impossible to ignore him. “I- I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Oh?” Victor’s voice was icy. “Then what did you mean?”

didn’t do it

She really hadn’t.

footsteps thudded against the floor as he walked down, each step pounding

right in front of her and lifted her chin

Tessa’s insides were trembling.

Victor, here’s your

the

her mind was still replaying the earlier

than to dig a hole and bury herself in

around and accidentally yanking

Seriously?

held the glass

Victor didn’t take it.

his grip on her chin tightened slightly. “What did you

Everything-

“I saw, uh-”

couldn’t say that.

her head. “I didn’t see

Not good enough.

blade, and Tessa quickly added, “Nothing at