Bride To Be Not Me (Janice and Simon) novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55 

Inside the room, Jandee was far from drunk. In fact, her mind was eleae. “Simon is definitely waiting in the hallway to see if you leave. We can’t both leave either; your site has multiple rooms,” she said. 

The be would survelystantly 

samson would mack her again–this time with even sharper, more venomous words. 

Edward, still stacking his cigarette, walked over to the window. 

Janice’s eyes followed him as he began unbuttoning his suit jacket with one hand “Mr. Moore, what are you 

Why was he taking off his jacket? 

Edward turned back toward her, the cigarette perched loosely between his lips, His eyes gleaned with fint amesement, and his voice dipped to a low, teasing tone. “You’re back to calling me Mr. More? 

she stawmited, thinking he was annoyed by her sudden shift to formality, 

To her, Edward wasn’t just her boss–he was someone untouchable, almost sacred. 

But Edward Interrupted her with and remark, “I sleep on the couch” 

Huh? 

Her room wasn’Lexactly spacious–not because Harrison was stingy when booking it but because jare pretened a smaller space. Cozy rooms gave her a sense of security 

The problem, however, was the couch. It was tiny. 

with Edward’s height, even if he managed to squeeze onto it, he’d be incredibly uncomfortable. 

“You should take the bed, and I’ll sleep on the couch,” Janke blurted out, already grabbing one of the pillows to set it down for hi 

What about the blanket? 

This was a single occupancy room. There was only one blanket 

II she called the hotel staff to bring another, Simon, who was undoubtedly still lingering outside, would notice. And who knew how he might twist the situation to humiliate her further? 

She hated bow vain she could be when it came to Simon 

The thought of looking ridiculous in front of him gnawed at her pride. 

But alanda’s temperature wasn’t exactly warm. Even with the heater on, sleeping without a blanket would leave someone shivering 

In the few minutes of silence that followed, Janice wrestled with her thoughts. When she finally glanced up again, her gate collided with Edward’s calm, steady eyes 

Without a word, he moved past her toward the bathroom. His tone was firm and final “I’ll sleep on the couch.” 

The bathroom door clicked shut behind him, leaving Janice standing in the middle of the room, her heart thundering in her chest, 

The faint sound of running water filled the space, and for some reason, it made her ears tingle. She couldn’t even remember what she had been trying to think about moments 

belore 

Not long after, Edward reappeared. He was dying his hands with a disposable towel when his phone, vibrating incessantly, pulled his attention away. 

Janice bada’t even noticed Edward’s phone vibrating. Without a word, she turned and walked into the bathroom. 

“Hello,” Edward answered. 

The single room, lacking a balcony, felt a little cramped. Trward stood by the window as he took the call, his eyes tixed on the view outside. 

“Next Monday, you and Calvin, along with Matilda, are coming home,” Barbara Thompson declared on the other end of the line, 

When Barbara summoned all of them back, it was rarely for anything good. 

“Mom, I’ra on a business trip in Gallandia,” Edward replied calmly. 

Barbara’s tone remained as sharp and commanding as ever, a trait she had clearly passed on to her children. “Does the plane not have book a ticket?” 

Edward let out a soft chuckde. “Tunderstand.” 

“Calvin is in Chilbourne right now, but I don’t care. He has to come back too.” 

Without waiting for a response, Barbara hung up, 

W or do you not have enough money to 

By the time Janice serged from the bathroom, Edward was already lying on the couch, stet fully dressed. His attention was absorbed by his emails.. 

She glanced at him briefly but said nothing, climbing quietly into the bed 

Sharing the same tuon carried with it a strange tension. It was recal parts unfamiliarity and something harder to manie. 

– Jatice lay obediatly her side of the bed, clutching the corner of the blanket. She closed her eyes, determined to fall asleep quickly. 

but the cold wouldn’t let her she need softly. 

Gulla dur’s nighttime temperature was fat chilller than back home, 

Janie en laad just washed er Lace with cold water, hoping to clear her mind and not do anything foolish.