Love My Friends with Benefits novel Chapter 32

What was up with him? I looked up in confusion.

Under the dim light of the corridor, Leonard truly didn't look as cold and distant as before.

He smiled indifferently and flicked his cigarette. "I feel... great."

May opened her mouth, apparently wanting to say something, but Austin shot her a look of warning and led us towards the outdoor parking lot.

He drove an Acura MDX, and it was one of the latest models. It was expensive yet low profile, like himself.

I got into the car and asked May, "Why'd Austin come here?"

May scrunched up her nose and answered, "I called him over."

Austin started the car and smiled at me. "May said that you'd ran into some trouble. I came because I was worried."

"Thank you," I said sincerely.

...

This was already my second time thanking him in one day.

Austin had really helped me out.

"You're welcome." Austin's tranquil voice flowed over to me like the cool air outside. "Miss. Jones, you don't need to worry about it. I'd even help a stranger out in such a situation."

I was grateful for his thoughtfulness.

However, I started feeling a little doubtful. What exactly had May told Austin about our situation?

...

Austin wasn't a slow driver. Half an hour later, we arrived at my apartment.

"Thank you." I opened the car door, turned around and thanked Austin for the third time.

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After watching Austin speed off, I rubbed my temples tiredly and headed upstairs.

Too many things had happened on this day. I felt terrible.

At this moment, I was exhausted. All I wanted was to get some rest.

Back home, I turned on the lamp in the living room and poured myself a glass of wine.

It was an Australian Cabernet Sauvignon. It wasn't considered expensive, but I really enjoyed its flavour.

"I wouldn't have expected you to be so tasteful."

Leonard's voice suddenly rang out next to me.

...

I almost spat my wine out.

He sat down next to me in a familiar way, reached out a hand, and said commandingly, "Wine."

I took a couple of deep breaths. My headache was getting worse.

Leonard seemed to be displeased with me ignoring him. He frowned slightly and repeated, "I said, wine."

I gritted my teeth. "Mr. Nell, this is my house. I don't think I invited you in this time, either."

"Oh." Leonard shrugged and pointed at the door. "It invited me in."

I couldn't help letting out an exasperated laugh.

There was actually such a shameless person on this earth.

Leonard seemed to lose patience. He grabbed my wineglass and sipped from the same spot I'd sipped at, then frowned. "What rubbish is this?"

He'd taken my wine and still had the audacity to act so disdainfully?

"I didn't ask you to drink it."

I walked past him and grabbed another wineglass, filling it up for myself.

He kept his disdainful expression on and took another sip. "Queena, you must be a masochist."

"Yeah, you're right," I retorted. "If I weren't, I wouldn't have forgotten to change the lock so that you could break in again."

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Leonard didn't get mad even though I'd scolded him in a roundabout way. He downed the wine, stood up, and walked over to me. He looked down at me appraisingly.