Keep you in my arms novel Chapter 80

Edward had meant to open the door with the key, but he changed his mind when he thought that Angela was now angry and he'd better make fun of her in another day.

Angela didn't fall asleep until two o'clock in the morning, but she woke up early according to her biological clock.

After she changed her clothes and opened the door, a smell of coffee came to her nose. Edward stood in front of the window, with a cup of coffee in his right hand and a phone in his left hand.

He was a born clothes stand. Whether it was the home wear or the handmade suit, he was very handsome in it! In a trance, Angela didn't know if it was the clothes making him handsome or him making the clothes pretty.

On a summer morning, the sun was bright but not dazzling. From her angle, the halo around him outlined his perfect profile.

Having such a boyfriend like him, it would be pleased to only look at him, wouldn't it?

She gazed at him until he hung up and turned around.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

She slept so late last night and had only slept for less than six hours.

When greeting, Edward smiled faintly and walked towards her.

He was like from a dream, or a gentle and noble man from a novel.

Staring at him blankly, Angela's heart was beating fast unconsciously.

"Why is your face so red?" Edward put his hand on her forehead and continued with a worried look, "Is the cut inflamed?"

His slightly cold hand touched her skin, which made her startled. She couldn't help but take a step back.

Noticing that Angela blushed and avoided eye contact with him, Edward suddenly figured out the reason. He was shocked first, and then the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

Did just a mere touch on her forehead make her blush? However, she had been with Greg for almost two years. They hadn't had sex yet, which showed that she was very conservative.

The reason why Angela entered his room was that Edward was good-looking. But after that, they had a conflict and she had already ignored his handsome appearance. She was not an anthomaniac girl. In other words, the man who could make her anthomaniac was really rare handsome!

But just now she was fascinated to lost by him. It was so humiliating!

Angela ignored him and went straight into the bathroom. She felt more embarrassed when she looked at her rosy face in the mirror. She couldn't calm down until she washed a few cold water.

She took a look at her watch. It was already twenty past eight. He should have been out now.

Thinking of this, Angela decided to stay in the bathroom for another ten minutes.

Almost half an hour had passed. Looking at the bathroom, Edward walked over with worries and knocked on the door.

Sitting on the toilet, Angela was shocked by the knock on the door. 'Is he still here?'

Edward knocked on the door several times outside, but he didn't see her open the door or hear her voice. His heart jumped to his throat.

Angela inside was wondering why he was still here when the door was pushed open. She stood up suddenly and looked at him, dumbfounded.

Seeing her safe, he was slightly relieved, but he couldn't help worrying, "Why don't you say anything?"

"I..." Angela was wondering what was wrong with him and he even slammed the door. But seeing that he still had a lingering fear, she said, "I was absorbed in my thought and didn't have time to respond yet."

Edward thought that she passed out in the bathroom, so he became so nervous. At that moment, he felt embarrassed and said, "Oh! Have you washed up yet? "

Edward's bedroom was equipped with a bathroom, so he couldn't go into it just for going to the bathroom. It was obvious that he was worried about her. Angela felt a little guilty for him being so nervous.

She nodded, indicating that she had used the toilet.