Chapter 1943
Lambert countered with a frown, “Would anyone snatch a person like you do, Young Master Jared? Miss Reiss is my guest, and she has yet to say she wants to leave!”
Caught between the two men, Ellen found herself at a momentary loss for what to do. “Pack your stuff, Ellen. We’re leaving now,” Jared whispered to her beside him.
Ellen broke free of his grasp before saying to Lambert, “Mr. Orey, thank you for putting me up last night. I’ll stop bothering you after this.”
“What? You’re leaving for real?!” Lambert asked reluctantly. “I have something else to deal with, so I shan’t bother you anymore,” Ellen said to him.
‘It’s nothing! We’re friends, after all,” Lambert replied with a chuckle just to spite a certain someone. “Uh-huh. It’s a real pleasure to be friends with you.” Ellen smiled. Lambert really isn’t a bad guy. she thought.
Lambert’s smile broadened more and more at the sight of Jared’s darkening expression. “In that case, we should go out for coffee sometime.”
Ellen nodded. “That’s a great idea! Well then, I gotta pack my stuff first.” She darted a look at the man beside her, only to notice his long face. I’d better pack up before anything else, she thought.
Lambert followed her back to the villa. After following her upstairs, he stood at the door to her room to keep her company. “Ellen, have you two made it up already?” he asked.
“Something happened between us that has to be dealt with right now,” Ellen explained while putting away the clothes on her bed. Seeing that she was going to make the bed, Lambert strode in and volunteered, “I’ll do it! You pack up your stuff.”
Ellen replied somewhat embarrassedly, “No, let me do it instead.”
However, Lambert insisted on making the bed himself. For some reason, he felt protective toward Ellen, who was really kind of everyone’s darling with her vulnerable beauty.
Ellen was grateful to him from the bottom of her heart. “Thank you.”
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