Darling, I Submit novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45 Interest

Angelina's mind went blank.

She wondered, "Where is Might Keith? Where did he go? And why is Keith, whom I mistook for Ishmael and wrongly flirted with, also here? Why?"

Even though she was wearing a mask, it was clear that she was in a daze.

Keith walked toward her step by step. Although he had slowed down his pace, it still startled her.

"Mr. Fuller, what are you doing?"

After asking this question, Angelina slowly backed away, leaning against the nearby wall for support.

Her mind was simply a mess, and she couldn't even think.

Things were too chaotic, and she couldn't figure out anything.

Keith looked at her and asked in a low and pleasant voice, "Have you not recognized it yet?"

Angelina froze. "Huh?"

As she spoke, her voice trembled.

She wondered, "What does he mean? What should I recognize? Could someone please come and help me out? If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid I will faint."

Just as Angelina lowered her head and tried to figure out how to leave, footsteps approached from a distance.

Keith had walked up to her.

His tall figure blocked all of her ways of escaping.

Angelina looked at the man's chest in front of her. The black and white color of his suit exuded a feeling of abstinence.

The perfume brand that Angelina couldn't think of before suddenly became clear to her at this moment.

The elegant and warm scent of cedarwood was hidden within a deep and mysterious bottle.

Once released, it seemed to float and linger between the sky and the coastline.

It was known as the most attractive male perfume in the world.

Angelina leaned against the wall and froze.

Keith put his hands against the wall on her sides, leaning down gently.

Angelina felt her face relax as her mask was removed, and she could feel his warm breath.

Her mask could still give her a bit of courage, and now Keith had taken it away.

Angelina stood there against the wall, not daring to move.

Keith tucked her slightly messy hair behind her ear and hung her mask on her delicate wrist.

It reminded Angelina of what had happened in the hotel on that day.

Keith took his tie from her palm, wrapped it around her wrist twice, and tied a bow.

As Angelina recalled that, her heart raced in her chest.

Once she was tied up, there would be no chance for her to escape.

He asked in a low and husky voice, "What about now? Can you recognize it?"

Angelina unconsciously clenched her fist and thought of the voice of Might Keith.

She was even too shocked to think and had used all her remaining rationality just to figure it out.

The voice of the man in her earphones and the voice of the man in front of her were just the same.

Might Keith was just Keith.

"So, from beginning to end, I talked to the same person?" wondered Angelina.

She turned her head in a daze and Keith's prominent Adam's apple and smooth jawline.

Before she could recover from her surprise, her cheeks flushed.

A faint scent of perfume and his hormone scent hit her nostrils, spreading to every part of her body.

The tingling sensation in her body lasted for a long while.