Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 87

Tiffany blinked her eyes. "Mr. Lewis, even you make mistakes?"

Vincent chuckled. "Why wouldn't I? I'm just an ordinary person, after all." His gaze lingered on Tiffany, sending a blush creeping up her cheeks.

Feeling a pang of embarrassment, she mumbled, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lewis. I always seem to be a bother."

Vincent raised an eyebrow. "Honestly, I'm not a big fan of trouble."

Did he find her a bother?

He chuckled and said, "Except for some reason, your problems never seem like problems at all."

Tiffany looked down, unsure how to respond.

A hint of blush rose on her pale face, and Vincent smiled reassuringly. "Don't overthink it; I'm just a blunt kind of guy. No hidden messages, just honesty." The warmth in the room made Tiffany drowsy.

on the chair, engrossed in his phone. It seemed that he wasn't going to leave

stirred. Tiffany blurted out, "Please don't feel

paused, and a hint of amusement flashed through in

stammered, her voice

continued, "It's late, and you have work tomorrow. You should

tucked the blanket around her. "I'll stay a little longer

There wouldn't be anyone here to help." Vincent's dark eyes held a reassuring warmth. "Even if I went back, I wouldn't be

worry," Vincent said softly, patting her shoulder. "I'll

rose and turned off the lights, leaving only a soft glow from the bedside lamp. Tiffany lay awake for a

eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted off to

...

his phone away and gazed at Tiffany's sleeping face for a moment, a hint of longing crossing his features.

do I feel so drawn to

out and