Darling, I Submit novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Have You Thought About Meeting Me

Angelina was a bit stunned and wondered, "What? He was looking at me?"

She instinctively looked toward the bedroom door, but no one was there.

There was no one in the room. Nor was there anyone outside the window on the right.

Angelina lost her train of thought and couldn't help but complain, "Are you telling a joke or a horror story?"

A burst of short, soft laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Black suits you well."

Angelina moved her phone screen and glanced at her recently changed WhatsApp profile picture.

In the picture, she tilted her head slightly, revealing half of her face with a charming big smile.

The black slip dress emphasized her fair delicate skin, square shoulders, collarbones, and the faint outline of her cleavage.

No matter how beautiful the makeup was, it would be meaningless if not captured in a photo.

Angelina thought to herself, "So Might Keith was looking at her photo during the five minutes when he waited?"

She picked up her phone again and chuckled. "So I'm at a disadvantage?"

When she had messaged Might Keith, she was afraid the message would get unanswered, so she used her prominent Twitter account with a verified badge.

Angelina had always been straightforward and didn't deliberately hide anything.

In comparison, she was indeed at a disadvantage.

Because apart from Might Keith's voice, she knew nothing about Might Keith just like millions of his fans.

The man on the other end of the line paused for a while.

Then, he lowered his voice, and his breath seemed to be circling around her ear as he asked, "Have you ever thought about me?"

Angelina unconsciously clenched the pillow next to her. She had no resistance to this kind of voice.

After taking a breath to calm herself down, she asked, "Why should I think about you?"

Might Keith drawled, as if he was giving her time to think about her answer. "Have you ever thought about what kind of person I am? Have you thought about meeting me?"

Angelina was stunned and thought, "What? Meeting me?"

She had never imagined what Might Keith was like in real life, so she wouldn't pry or ask too much about him.

She would rather maintain the status quo than shatter her illusions.

The warm light of the bedroom cast small shadows of Angelina's eyelashes on her fair face.

Then, she said very seriously, "I have a pure appreciation for you, and I just love your voice."

It seemed as if it was only right for her to lust after Might Keith's voice.

Might Keith chuckled softly. "Well, I respect your opinion."

If one listened carefully, one could hear the doting tone in his voice. Perhaps he did not want their meeting to become Angelina's pressure.

Angelina looked like a sharp-clawed wildcat when facing others.

But in reality, she was a kitten who would retract her paws at the slightest touch.

"Is there anything you want to hear?" he asked.

Upon hearing this, Angelina responded, "Wait a minute."

Then she put on her slippers and grabbed the headphones on the table.

She even chose expensive headphones with excellent sound quality just to enjoy his voice.

As she lay down, she panted a little. "Okay. I don't know if you'll call me tonight, so I didn't prepare any script."

"Can I read French literature?" Might Keith's pleasant voice slowly rang out.

"Sure," Angelina whispered in response.

It seemed like she had never heard him read a French passage before.

First, a piece of gentle instrumental music played through the headphones, and then she heard him speak fluent French.