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.

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

out,

of amusement flashed through in

at all..." Tiffany stammered,

you have work tomorrow. You should get some

gently tucked the blanket around her. "I'll stay a little longer until you fall asleep, then I'll leave." "There's no need

get a fever in the middle of the night? There wouldn't be anyone here to help." Vincent's dark eyes held a reassuring warmth.

patting her shoulder. "I'll

the bedside

her eyelids grew heavy, and

...

his phone away and gazed at Tiffany's

I feel so drawn to you?"

and gently stroked her