“To provide for you and our child!” He said, smiling widely.
Pursing my lips, I returned it to him and said, “I don’t need money. Grandpa left quite a lot of money to me and I’ve saved up over these few years of working in Fuller Corporation. I don’t have much to spend on, so I don’t need it!”
He paid for most of my living expenses, such as food, accommodation and transport. Furthermore, as I was not in the habit of shopping nor did I have sudden impulses to buy things, I rarely spent any money.
When I stuffed the file back to him, he frowned. “You don’t want to spend my money? Or are you just unwilling to?”
I was rendered speechless. Is there even a difference between these two questions?
Looking at him, I replied, “None of the above. I don’t really spend money that frequently. Aren’t you planning to expand your business? Just use these funds for it. It’ll be useless to leave them with me.”
He frowned unhappily. Just when he was about to say something, his phone rang.
I got up from his lap. When he picked up the call, I realized that it was from Jared.
“What’s up, Jared?”
After placing the file back in the drawer, I left the study room instead of listening in to their conversation.
A short while later, Ashton hurriedly rushed out. It seemed like he needed to attend to something urgent.
As Molly and Mrs. Eriksen refused to let me leave the house, I baked some pastries with them out of boredom.
When the doorbell rang, Mrs. Eriksen was rushing to take the pastries out of the oven and Molly’s hands were still covered with flour.
As I was the only one idling around, I walked to the living room and opened the door. I was taken aback when I saw Marcus standing there.
Why did he come here?
“Hello, Mr. White!” I greeted him with a smile.
He raised his eyebrow. “Aren’t you going to invite me in?”
“Of course I am! Please come in.” I led him into the living room.
As Mrs. Eriksen and Molly did not know him, they merely greeted him politely.
We sat down opposite each other in the living room.
Feeling confused, I could not help but ask, “Why are you here, Mr. White?”
Instead of answering immediately, he passed a box to me before explaining, “Your phone was damaged after you dropped into the pond. I took out the SIM card and inserted it into a new phone.”
I was stunned. Suddenly, I recalled how he followed me last night just to return my phone to me.
However, I…
At that thought, I could not help but blush and apologize, “I’m really sorry about what happened last night. I assumed that you were… I’m sorry!”
He raised his eyebrows. “What did you assume?”
After a slight pause, he smirked. “That I want to take advantage of you?”
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