My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 87

Chapter 0087

Being paired for golf meant Alex had to guide Candice, with him wrapping his arms around her from behind.

She felt the warmth of his chest against her back, his heartbeat discernible through their clothes.

When Alex dropped his head, his breath tickled her ear, causing a fluttering sensation.

Stan quipped, observing them, “Mr. Elysian, are you enjoying the embracement? You haven’t swung the club

for quite some time.”

The remark sparked laughter among the onlookers.

Candice tightened her hold on the golf club. She had zero understanding of golf.

Alex adjusted her posture by casually resting her hand on her wrist.

“Why are you nervous?” he asked, his voice steady. “Didn’t I teach you before?”

Her lashes fluttered involuntarily, and her hold on the club stiffened.

Unknown to Alex, his tone mirrored that of their lessons years ago.

Candice’s mind was in turmoil. She gripped the club tighter and swung, sending the ball flying.

Alex, observing silently from behind, slightly raised his eyebrows.

Candice took a step back and avoided Alex’s embrace, feigning calmness. “That’s my shot.”

Alex remained silent, his face giving nothing away.

Sieg, however, whistled. “Lex, it looks like Candice is taking her revenge; you’re going to streak.”

Only then did Candice realize her shot had not reached the golf hole.

Alex came back. His demeanor was composed, as though Sieg’s comment had not reached his ears.

Candice finally realized she had failed. She bowed her head and humbly apologized. “Sorry.”

She had forgotten about the wager.

“What’s the point of apologizing at this point? I assumed you did it intentionally,” remarked the same woman who had earlier tried to converse with her.

She edged closer to Alex, giving him a suggestive glance, then continued speaking to Candice, “After all, Mr. Elysian does appear to be in great shape.”

Her intention to lean against Alex was clear.

All of the women in the vicinity were perceptive; noting Stan’s behavior toward Alex, they deduced he was an important man.

Candice intercepted the woman before she could get nearer to her bace

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The woman followed Candice’s direction and indeed spotted a man watching her.

She seemed reluctant, casting a fleeting look at Alex, then smiling back at the man.

As the next round began, most attendees clustered to observe, leaving Candice and Alex alone.

Candice was unsure what to say to Alex.

He looked up, fixing a neutral gaze on her. After a pause, he sarcastically asked, “You did that deliberately?”

Caught off guard, Candice retorted, “I told you, I’m not skilled at golf.”

“That’s true,” he said, lifting his gaze and looking at her thoughtfully. “It appears that my instruction was in

vain.”

In the first round of the game, Alex and Candice’s team finished last.

Stan, wielding his golf club, casually warned Alex, “It’s a best-of-three, Mr. Elysian. Watch out.”

Candice trailed behind Alex.

In a hushed tone, he asked her when they were close, “Are you eager to have me strip for them?”

Candice averted her eyes, quietly responding, “I didn’t do it on purpose.”

Alex responded with a knowing laugh.

His hand overlaid Candice’s, his thumb applying gentle pressure to hers. This round, she exerted minimal

effort, letting Alex guide the swing.

The game included swift action. Almost ending in a tie, each team had one problematic swing.