Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo novel Chapter 292

In other words, Rocky was asking Evan to leave.

Evan froze in place.

Right. Summervale is Rocky’s territory, and Nicole is his wife. It’ll be inappropriate if I enter their house.

Yet, he recalled he was here to wait for the news with Nicole. At this moment, Maya’s matter was of utmost importance.

“You can take care of her, and I’ll take care of my sons. When Maya is found, I’ll bring them back.”

Not expecting Evan to stay, Rocky grimaced.

If Evan comes in, he’ll realize that Nicole lives alone with her two daughters. Will that raise suspicion about the news that Nicole and I are a married couple?

Just as Rocky was lost in his thoughts, Kyle and Juan had pulled Evan toward the elevators.

“Mommy, which floor are you staying on?”

This was the first time the two boys had come to this house.

“Sixth.”

“Daddy, get in the elevator quickly.”

Rocky came back to his senses and hurried after them.

When the door was unlocked, they entered the house.

While they were taking off their shoes, Evan noticed that there were only three pairs of women’s house slippers; one pair of adult’s slippers and two pairs of children’s slippers. Nicole walked into her bedroom and took out two extra pairs of children’s slippers, which she had prepared a long time ago, for Kyle and Juan. She then turned to Rocky and Evan.

“Sorry. I don’t have any men’s slippers. I hope you don’t mind being barefooted.”

Evan raised a brow. How come Rocky doesn’t have house slippers here? Does he not live here?

Only then did he pay attention to the items in the house. Women’s products were everywhere, and there were no signs of a man living in the house.

They’re not staying together?

Is the couple living separately?

His curious gaze landed on Rocky, who mumbled an excuse, “We’ve just finished with the renovations, so she moved in here first.”

Then, as if he were the man of the house, Rocky sat down beside Nicole.

On the other hand, Nicole was in a daze as she held onto a cup of warm water. She was not in the mood to listen to their conversation. All she could think of was Maya’s chubby face.

In her mind, Maya was pouting.

She was smiling.

She was helping her with housework, her plump body moving around clumsily.

She was chomping on a piece of cake.