Keeganâs expression turned serious as he handed the thermos to Doreen.
âI appreciate your affection for me, but I donât share the same romantic feelings.
Itâs best if we donât meet again in the future.
â
Doreen felt a surge of anger, yet she refused to accept her failure.
Throughout her life, she had always effortlessly obtained whatever she desired, and there seemed to be no Limit to what she could get.
âKeegan, I wonât give up until you find a girlfriend.
Our differences donât matter; in fact, they complement us well.
They make us a perfect match.
Youâre the introvert and Iâm the extrovert.
I can handle the business side while you take care of our family.
Itâs an ideal partnership!â
Keegan found himself at a loss for words.
He had the qualities of both an introvert and an outgoing person, making him quite versatile.
The last thing he wanted was to live off his wife.
âWell, the soup is all yours.
Iâm heading out.
â
Doreen tossed her hair back, gave Keegan a sly wink, and strutted away in her stylish high heels.
Keegan watched Doreen walk away.
His sense of helplessness only grew stronger in that moment.
âWhy is Doreen so difficult to handle?â he muttered to himself, frustration evident in his voice.
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âKeegan, donât you like her?â Deanna asked, noticing Keeganâs distress.
âWhat do you think?â Keegan sighed and placed the thermos on the table.
Deanna blinked.
âWell, if you truly donât like her, I can pretend to be your girlfriend.
â
Keegan was stunned by her offer; he stared at her for a brief moment, then waved his hand dismissively.
âNo need, thanks.
â
He couldnât afford to upset either of them.
Both ladies posed a challenge to him.
âIâm being kind enough to help you.
Why are you refusing me?â Deanna protested, dissatisfaction lacing her words.
Keegan tried to explain himself, his tone earnest.
âI didnât realize you were Brianâs sister at first.
If I had known your true identity earlier, how could I have used you as an excuse? Youâre even more influential than Doreen.
If I used you as an excuse, people would still label me living off a woman.
â
His complexion was fair, and he stood tall.
A touch of artistic pride gleamed in his eyes.
As Deanna looked at him, she sensed the remnants of her own prejudice slowly fading away.
âWell then, letâs forget it.
Iâm feeling hungry now.
â