Leon looked at the coat, wondering whose it was.
Elaine walked over and picked up the coat. "Don't just throw it around, Mimi. You should put it on a hanger. You'll return it to him some other day, right?"
'Him?' Leon's eyes darkened as he narrowed them.
"Yes, I'll return it after I wash it." Michelle yawned, showing just how sleepy she was. "Just put it on the sofa. I'll wash it tomorrow."
"I'll hang it up. It would be a shame to have it wrinkled." Elaine inspected the coat. Her eyes noticed the tag on it. "It's still new. You can't just throw it in the washing machine. I'll take it to the laundry tomorrow."
Just as Michelle was about to nod, she recalled Tim's furious look. Her entire body shuddered at the memory. She was no longer sleepy. She walked over to Elaine and took the coat from her.
"I'll just wash it with my hands."
"Your hands?" Elaine seemed shocked to hear this. "Didn't you say you hate hand washing clothes?"
"That's true." Michelle pouted. But this time, she had no choice. She wouldn't dare disobey Tim.
Unfortunately, the others didn't know about her fear. Elaine immediately jumped to the wrong conclusion. "Okay then."
Michelle noticed the sly grin spreading on her mother's face. She turned around to find that Leon looked sullen. She felt a prickle at the back of her neck.
Adams went back to his bedroom while Elaine showed Leon the guest room. After Leon got in, she closed the door for her and left.
After making sure the couple had returned to their room, Leon opened the door and waited with an expressionless face.
Michelle eventually came up to his view, wearing her slippers.
With his back against the light, Leon's shadow lengthened down the stairway. It covered half of Michelle's body.
"Leon?" Michelle froze in her tracks. Her hands tightened around the coat. Her voice was trembling as she asked, "What's wrong?"
Leon looked scary. His eyes were sharp as if they were shooting arrows. He seemed to be angry.
Was he angry because she left without telling him this afternoon?
That might be it.
Michelle bit her lips, slowly approaching him. With a serious face, she began apologizing. "I'm so sorry, Leon. I shouldn't have left without telling you first. Better yet, I should have called you or send you a message.
It was a last minute notice. Caroline just sent me a location and asked me to go there in twenty minutes. And since you weren't there yet, I had to take a taxi by myself."
Michelle hesitantly reached out to grab his sleeve. She began pulling it, acting like a spoiled child. "I was wrong, Leon. So please forgive me."
Leon could only sigh.
His sigh was sign of forgiveness. Upon hearing this, Michelle looked up at Leon. And in turn, he tapped her forehead.
It wasn't a gentle tap, but it wasn't too hard either.
"Ouch!" Michelle released her grasp from Leon's sleeve to cover her forehead. It hurt a bit, so she stepped back. She blinked rapidly at him and said, "That hurts!"
"I know. That's because you need to be punished." Michelle pulled her hands off her forehead and said, "Look at it! It's red now." Leon took a closer look and saw that it had indeed left a red mark on her forehead.
He grabbed her face with both hands and gently blew on her forehead.
The weather was getting chilly lately, so his warm breath quickly turned cold. Nonetheless, Michelle could feel her face heating up all of a sudden.
Her eyes were wide as saucers, but she didn't dare move away from Leon.
"Why is your face so warm? Are you blushing?" Despite knowing the answer, Leon couldn't help but ask. He chuckled. The sound was charming and melodious. Michelle wondered if he was trying to flirt with her again.
Michelle tried hiding her face. There was a stubborn set in her jaws as she said, "I'm not blushing."
However, her voice gave everything away. It lacked confidence and certainty.
"Don't deny it. I've see the way you blush, so I know." Leon's words seemed to have angered Michelle. She felt so ashamed that she could no longer hold back the fury building up inside her. Just as she was about to stomp back to her room, Leon stopped her and said, "I'm just kidding. Please don't leave. I still have something important to ask you."
Michelle stood patiently, but she kept her head down.
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