Halle froze. "What are you—"
James gave her a hard tug. The next second, Halle stumbled into his arms, and his hand locked around her waist. "I also want to hold you."
His breath spilled over the side of her neck as he spoke. Halle's heart went numb for a second. She turned to look at him, suddenly at a loss for words.
They stared at each other like that. As James watched her, his palm cupped the back of her head. He leaned in and kissed her.
When James saw that Halle didn't resist, he kissed her deeply, his hand roaming slowly over her back.
The fabric of his pants was thin, and Halle noticed his reaction very quickly.
They drew apart a little. Halle's lips were red from the kiss. She wiped the moisture at the corner of her mouth and looked at him. "So, first you hug me, then you kiss me. Aren't you a little too good at rewarding yourself?"
"Just tell me whether you liked my kissing.
"If you didn't, why didn't you push me away?"
Before James had even finished speaking, he kissed her again and pressed Halle down onto the couch. He kissed her for a while longer before finally pulling back and murmuring, "I want to do something else, too."
Halle, of course, didn't let James do whatever he wanted. He was the kind of guy who’d take a mile if you gave him an inch, always looking to milk every opportunity for all it was worth.
Right now, she just wanted to rest properly.
After James left, Halle showered and lay in bed. Her phone was on silent, so she missed Edgar's call—and naturally, she had no intention of calling or messaging him back.
She was hesitating because she couldn't quite bear to let go.
That was completely different from being hurt and still clinging on.
No matter what Edgar did, Halle wouldn't truly be harmed by him anymore. What she had wanted was the old days, and during these days back at the Bowman residence, she had indeed gotten a piece of them back.
But Edgar's behavior had crossed the line. It ruined her mood and rapidly burned through the affection those old memories had built up.
So, Halle chose to leave.
She had actually been mentally prepared for this for a long time. Now that she really planned to cut the relationship off for good, she didn't feel much reluctance or regret.
Instead, she felt a profound sense of peace.
Once everything from the past was settled, it was time to walk toward the future.
What Halle needed to consider was how to find a chance to expose Edgar and Nina.
Edgar forced down the anger in his chest. "I'll eat on the way to the office."
"It won't take more than a few minutes," Hayley said.
Edgar said, "I said I'll eat on the way. Mom, stop worrying about me."
With that, Edgar strode toward the door, ignoring his mother completely.
Just as Edgar was about to leave, Tyler slammed his fork onto the table.
Edgar flinched as if startled. His heart kicked, and anxiety surged over him. His father's authority had always hung over his head. Even at twenty-five, he still couldn't openly defy him because he was still working at the Bowman family business. If he had gone independent, maybe he could ignore it. But he couldn't yet. Once he inherited the company, it would be different, and his father wouldn't dare speak harshly to him then. For now, all he could do was endure.
Edgar gritted his teeth in resentment, pretended he hadn't heard anything, and hurried out.
Hayley hadn't expected Edgar to ignore even his father. She was furious, too.
Tyler gave a cold laugh. "Why are you still worrying about him? He can't handle his own relationship, and now he's taking his anger out on you. You'd better prepare yourself early for this wedding to fall through."
He was completely disappointed in Edgar.

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Sad what Troy has done to this couple, hope things turn around....