Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess novel Chapter 226

"That's a friend of mine," Josefina said, her voice laced with casual detachment.

Oliver's face, however, was stormy, the look of a man about to burst with the fury of a tempest. He'd heard from George that Josefina had been rather cozy with that person, who had even had the audacity to hold her hand.

Rising to his feet, Oliver made his way over to Josefina and sat down beside her, taking her hand in his. He deliberately overlaid the memory of Livia's touch with his own.

"Oliver, don't tell me you're jealous?" Josefina laughed in disbelief.

But Oliver leaned closer, his body pressing near as Josefina retreated until her back met the wall. Josefina gave him a nudge. "Oliver, this is a café, what are you trying to do?"

Oliver's lips curled up in a mischievous smile, "What do you think I'm trying to do?"

Josefina pushed him away. "I need to get back to the office."

"I'll drive you."

"No, thanks."

Undeterred, Oliver took her hand gently and led her forward. "I'll take you," he said softly, as if fearful of rejection.

As they reached the door, Oliver turned to George, who was holding two cups of coffee, and said briskly, "Get yourself back."

George stood there, speechless. He watched as Josefina slid into the passenger seat of Oliver's car, the engine purring to life under Oliver’s his command. And there was George, the unwanted third-wheel, left to fend for himself on the sidewalk.

George muttered to himself, "No wonder they say love blinds. Hey, I've done my bit. Wouldn't it be decent to drop me off at the office?"

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Inside the car, Josefina watched Oliver drive at a snail's pace. She glanced at her watch. "Oliver, you do realize that even ants move faster than this?"