The Wrong Woman

Candice's heart raced as she clutched her phone with both hands, her gaze locked on the message from Elio. She read it repeatedly, striving to grasp every word. Was Elio asking her out, just the two of them? Should she accept?

Feeling conflicted, she glanced at Jasper, who was behind the wheel. Hesitantly, she said, "Jasper, you don't have to pick me up from work tomorrow." "Why not?" Jasper asked.

"I..." Candice faltered, knowing that Jasper would soon discover her lie if she claimed to be working late. She made up an excuse. "I'm going shopping with a friend." "Which friend? Where are you headed?" Jasper questioned.

Feeling a twinge of guilt, Candice responded, "Vanessa. We're just going around the office area."

Jasper seemed unconcerned. "Alright, just be careful and make sure you come home early."

A wave of relief washed over Candice, and she leaned closer to Jasper, offering him a sweet smile. "Thanks, Jasper." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Bemused, Jasper chuckled and replied, "Why are you thanking me? Enjoy your time."

offered it to Candice.

no. I have enough

smiled warmly as he pressed the card into her hand, saying affectionately, "Take it. Spend mine and

bright smile, Candice

she could see Elio typing, pausing, then starting again. Yet, no message

alternated between checking on his phone and tapping out responses he never sent. He anxiously

hesitant about going out with him but didn't know how

phone buzzed. Elio snatched it up and opened the message

work tomorrow,

his lips as he quickly texted back. "Great, I'll

widened as he left the study with his phone in hand. He swiftly ascended the stairs and

stepped into

next day. It needed to strike the perfect balance-neither too formal nor too casual, youthful