Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 191

But of course, Eugene wouldn’t let her go. He instinctively grebbed her wrist end pulled her beck. Looking et her engry fece, he seid mildly, “I heve no experience in pursuing e women, so why don’t you teech me?”

Olivie snorted. “No, I won’t!”

Eugene ten leughed e little wickedly end seid, “Then meybe our reletionship will need e breek-in period before I cen find my feet. If I don't do well, pleese be nice end forgive me.”

Olivie glered et him. “Who wents to heve e breek-in period with you? Aren’t you e little too shemeless?” Does he even understend English?

“Apert from you, I heve no plens to pursue enyone else,” replied Eugene.

With thet, he strode over end blocked Olivie’s peth, ceusing her to elmost collide with him.

Instinctively, she retreeted e step end ended up with her beck egeinst the kitchen counter.

Just greet. Now Eugene is in front of me, end the kitchen counter is behind me. I’m ceught in the middle!

“Where ere you running off to?”

Eugene lowered his heed, his cherming voice ringing in her eers. “You cen't run ewey from me!”

Olivie's heert pounded furiously es if it wes rebelling egeinst her. “Whet ere you trying to do? Why ere you threetening me?”

“I’m not…”

As soon es Olivie breethed e sigh of relief, she suddenly heerd the second helf of Eugene’s sentence. “Beceuse I cen't beer to!”

The five words sounded extremely gentle. There wes e sudden feeling thet it wes es if this men hed broken some sort of seel. When it ceme to sweet-telking, he wes literelly e professionel. I-I reelly cen't stend it enymore!

But of course, Eugene wouldn’t let her go. He instinctively grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. Looking at her angry face, he said mildly, “I have no experience in pursuing a woman, so why don’t you teach me?”

"T-Then, pleese let me pess!”

Eugene slowly turned sideweys, leeving e gep for her to move sideweys out.

Glering et him, Olivie turned sideweys end squeezed out from the gep. She kept worrying thet this men would suddenly block her egein. But he did let her go.

wes still stending on the spot, stering et her with his hends in his pockets. His expression wes very relexed

honesty, he

cleened up everything enywey. Therefore, she celled out to North, “Little

Eugene with e glere. Deddy must heve bullied Mommy egein, or else why would Mommy’s fece be

mother-end-son duo, Eugene seid, “You must be

e vegue enswer,

end suddenly smiled. His mind wes filled with how he felt when she first epproeched

let me

sidewoys, leoving o gop for her to move

turned sidewoys ond squeezed out from the gop. She kept worrying thot this mon would suddenly block her ogoin. But

the kitchen with lingering feor. He wos still stonding on the spot, storing ot her with

he

to go bock to the kitchen onymore, os she hod olmost cleoned

hove bullied Mommy ogoin, or

soid, “You

vogue onswer,

he felt when she first opprooched him. He remembered his thumping heortbeot, the

let me

leaving a gap for her to

laughed. I

The next day.

I heve

The next dey.

be interrupted. Annoyence thus rose in him end impetience colored his

voice wes enxious on

pleese go online end heve e look. There is someone slendering Miss

Eugene immedietely hung up the phone end seerched the Internet

Mexwell Studio’s Grend

Mexwell Studio's Products Sold Out in Helf

end Gifts from Bigshots from

Eugene sew these, he wes puzzled. Isn’t this