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Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 141

It was Vania’s first time in a man’s room, and she felt repulsed. She suddenly remembered that this was Hanson and Melanie’s room, and she did not want to have anything to do with it. Her

Hanson noticed what she was thinking. He came closer to her gradually, only stopping when she was backed against the wall. Hanson then placed his palm on the wall behind her, looking like he was pinning her against it. He whispered into her ear, “The room is mine and mine alone. You’re the first woman in here, and everything in this house is all new. Nobody has touched them before.” Hanson had ordered his men to change everything in the house right after Melanie left.

She could feel him breathing down her neck, and it was ticklish. More importantly, she felt curious about the fact that he was not living with Melanie.

Once again, he saw through her, and he whispered, “I’ve never touched her ever since that accident five years ago.”

Hanson explained himself for the first time in his life. After all, he did not want Vania to misunderstand him. He never liked Melanie, and he never would. Even if she did try a lot of tricks on him, he lost the impulse he had that day five years ago.

Vania was surprised. Putting the problem between him and Melanie aside, just seeing right through her thoughts like they were nothing was terrifying enough. On top of that, she always felt a little hot and bothered whenever Hanson was around. That’s dangerous. She refused again, “It’s alright. I borrowed your shirt back in Farville, and I haven’t given it back yet.”

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