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.

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

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

flashed through in his eyes. "Are you trying to

Tiffany stammered, her voice

have work

and gently tucked the blanket around her. "I'll stay a little longer until you

in the middle of the night? 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 at ease knowing you were here alone."

patting her shoulder. "I'll

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

and she drifted off

...

phone away and gazed at Tiffany's sleeping face for a moment, a hint of

feel so drawn to

reached out and