Chapter 170

Chapter What was problem Jerome used to be austere giving no heed to Mikayla when she intentionally passed by him a camisole.

Now, his darkened when he barely had his hands on her.

Infuriated, Mikayla attempted to wrench herself away from him.

He noticed her reaction, and tightened his embrace around her instead.

“What are you doing?” she hissed.

Looking sullen, Jerome asked, “Were you upset because I left early at the Miller’s party?”

The intimate distance between them was unsettling.

Prying his fingers away from her, she hollered, “Let me go!”

His arms remained twined around her as he said, “Answer my question.”

Mikayla’s expression darkened once she realized he didn’t intend to release her.

“No. Can you let me go now?” Her tone was ice cold, her patience clearly wearing thin.

Jerome still remembered the radiant smile on her face when she came home.

A pang of frustration surged in his chest.

Releasing her, he said, “Look at you, Mikayla. Are you really not bothered by it at all?”

“Why does that even matter to you?” Mikayla huffed. “Jerome, you’re insufferable. What’s the point of bringing it up again after so long?”

Connor’s advice echoed in his mind.

He made it clear to Jerome that he must give Mikayla an explanation no matter how long the incident had passed.

Stiffening his lips, Jerome began softer tone, “I was too occupied with work that night, so I forgot about you. That was fully my fault. I heard Grandma say that you’ve beent wanting to go to Blue Lagoon. In fact, we’re going there for our company trip Saturday.

You can join us.”

This the first time Jerome her an sincere as he possibly could It was even rarer that offered to compensate her with a Blue Lagoon trip.

might be touched If this happened a day after the Incident.

She was totally unfazed , Jerome’s attempt to things up with her was too late.

“No thanks,” she said. “I have other plans on Saturday.”

“What plans?” Jerome figured that it was an excuse.

“I have a date with Celeste.”

“You can invite her over.”

“She’s not interested in hot springs.”

Sensing her indifferent curtness, he pressed his He went upstairs instead.

lips together and remained silent.

The warmth from his palm lingered on Mikayla’s waist.

She dusted her clothes disdainfully before she strode toward the kitchen to look for Amy.

She finally felt content after a bowl of soup and some ribs.

“Amy, I’m full. Don’t call me down for dinner later.”

“Madam, why aren’t you joining Mr. Miller?” Amy was baffled.

She thought Jerome changed a lot lately.

He moved back to the master bedroom, and he told her to call Mikayla when she wasn’t back last night.

He even went out to pick her up and carried her to her bedroom.

Thus, Amy couldn’t fathom Mikayla’s contempt for Jerome, to the point that she disliked the idea of dining together with him.