Her Secret Mate novel Chapter 24

At this moment, Fiona was in a panic. She carefully looked at Jeremy's expressionless face and asked with bitterness, "Don't you believe me?"

The hooligan insisted that she called the service and no matter how he was interrogated, he insisted on his words.

But she hadn't called him!

The mobile phone! The phone could prove her innocence.

She crazily searched for her mobile phone, but found nothing. Damn it! She didn't bring it with her.

"I really didn't do it."

She was almost crying.

Not wanting to continue to tease her, Jeremy had to put his hands on her head and gently comforted her, "I believe you."

"Really?" Her tearful eyes twinkled. She looked delicate and touching. Since he believed her, why did he turn a deaf ear to her countless explanations?

Was he just comforting her?

Fiona was not reconciled at all. She turned around, but was stopped by Jeremy. He raised his eyebrows in confusion. "Do you still want to go in?"

With her mouth twitched, she replied, "You don't believe me, do you? You can go on asking until you get the real answer. "

"Did I say that I don't believe you?" Was it because his voice wasn't loud enough?

"Then why didn't you answer me right away?"

'He must have done it on purpose. I was the one who was scared to death tonight, but he expects me to apologize to him in a humble manner. No way!' she thought.

The world was in a mess.

Jeremy took her into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Your voice is pleasant to hear, so I just want to hear a few more times."

Fiona got speechless, "What..." She was defeated, her face and ears turning red.

Instead of driving to the hotel booked by the team, the car stopped near the hotel.

"Where is it?"

'Don't tell me that he has a house here. I guess poverty really limited my thought.' She thought to herself.

"Do you still want to go back to the hotel?"

No sooner had Jeremy finished his question than Fiona shook her head and answered loudly, "I don't want to." She didn't want to go back. She just wanted to stay away from that place, but unfortunately, she hadn't finished the task this time.

He smiled and led her in.

The room was large and decorated in a simple style, which looked quite cool and comfortable.

After Jeremy went into the kitchen, a few moments later, someone knocked on the door. After she opened the door, Fiona saw Jack standing outside, carrying a lot of shopping bags.

"Mrs. Fiona, Mr. Jeremy asked me to buy these for you. He hasn't eaten anything yet. He has been in such a hurry because he wanted to see you earlier."

This time, Jack wanted to say something more for Jeremy, but he didn't expect that Jeremy without any expression on his face was quietly standing behind Fiona. He was scared, handed his stuff to her and left quickly.

After closing the door, Jack muttered. He was confused why the owner of this house himself looked like a waiter.

Just as she was about to carry things inside, he heard the man behind him saying, "Are these heavy?"

He took them from her hands, indeed a little heavy.

"You haven't had dinner yet?"

Fiona looked at his tired face. His shirt was a little wrinkled. Looking at his face carefully, she found that he was really different from the shy and elegant man he had been when they met for the first time.

But the disheveled beauty made him look more earth-catching.

Jeremy took a look at her and went straight to the kitchen without saying anything.

Fiona was a little worried and followed him into the kitchen. She thought he definitely couldn't cook. She came over decisively, grabbed the food materials from his hand and said voluntarily, "Let me do it. You go outside to have a rest."

"Ok." Jeremy drew back obediently.

He was so obedient, which made Fiona confused. She turned around and found him leaning against the door, looking at her with interest.

The corners of Fiona's mouth twitched. She puckered up her head in confusion and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"