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.

his phone. It seemed

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

flashed through in his

stammered, her voice barely

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

to her and gently tucked the blanket around her. "I'll stay a little longer until you fall asleep, then I'll

Vincent's dark eyes held a reassuring warmth. "Even if I went back, I wouldn't be at

"I'll

off the lights, leaving only a soft glow from the bedside lamp. Tiffany lay awake for a while, listening to the

her eyelids grew heavy, and she

...

He put his phone away and gazed at Tiffany's sleeping face for a moment, a hint

so drawn to you?" he

and gently stroked