Chapter 975: Chapter 975

Angela didn’t ask him to help her out of the car, but the SUV was too high above the ground. When she stepped out of the car, the man naturally grabbed her arm to support her. Flustered, she hastily. stepped back. Just when she was about to step out into the rain, he yanked her into his arms with great strength.

As a result, her body was pressed directly against his. Outside the umbrella was a raining world, whereas under the umbrella was a small world that only belonged to them.

Exasperated, Angela looked up, saying. “What are you-”

The next second, however, the man put his arm affectionately around her shoulders and took her into the inn.

Before Angela came to her senses, Richard closed the umbrella and walked toward the counter. He said to the landlady, “Get us a room, please.

The instant Angela heard this, she quickly dashed over. “Two-we’d like to have two rooms. Thank you.”

“Sorry, miss, but there’s not a room available, let alone two,’ replied the landlady. She explained with a sigh, “Many who collect herbs in the mountains are staying here because of the downpour, so all our rooms are occupied today.”

Angela’s mind went blank for a few seconds. There’s no available room anymore? What should we do then?

Suddenly, the landlady looked at Richard with a smile. “Hey, dude, aren’t you staying in one of our rooms?”

“Mm-hm.” Richard nodded..

Dumbfounded, Angela instantly turned to look at him. “You have a room here?” “Why would you ask for two rooms, then? You two can stay together in his room,” the landlady suggested candidly.

Angela instantly blushed crimson. She quickly waved her hand and denied, “No, you’ve got the wrong idea, ma’am. We’re not a couple However, the sharp-eyed landlady had seen them coming in with Richard’s arm wrapped around Angela’s shoulders just now.

Even if they're not a couple yet, they're definitely seeing each other. She replied with a smile, “You two make a wonderful couple.

This dude is so handsome, and you're so pretty Feeling bitter deep down, Angela didn’t want to argue with the landlady anymore. She said to Richard, “Let’s go back to your room”

Richard took her by the hand and walked toward the stairs beside them.

Miffed, Angela struggled to break free of his hold. “Don’t take me by the hand. | can walk on my own.”

Richard then let go of her.

They went all the way upstairs to the last room on the third floor before pushing the door open. The room was very shabby, with no trace of modernity, even its decor was styled in the 90s. At this moment, however, Angela couldn't be picky about anything. It was good enough for them to have a place to shelter from the rain.

Apart from a king-sized bed, there was only a small chair here. Standing in front of the window, Angela stared at the raindrops, feeling as though she were cut off from the rest of the world.

Just then, she sensed an oppressive presence behind her. When she turned around, she saw that Richard was standing only a step away from her. She instinctively stepped back, only to find herself with nowhere to retreat to since she was standing in front of the window in the first place. Instead, she was startled when her heel kicked against the wall.

“Are you so scared of me?” Richard asked quietly with his eyes locked on her facial expression.

Angela wasn't afraid of him, but she wanted to keep her distance from him at all times. It was as if only by doing so would she be able to face Annie with a clear conscience.

“I'm not scared of you. It's just that | don’t want to get too close to you.” She raised her chin slightly with a somewhat stubborn expression on her palm-sized face.

Suddenly, Richard leaned over to her.