”Uh… I was busy so I forgot about it…” Monique was stunned. She froze as if she had her acupuncture points pressed. Was he really angry?
“Did you really forget about it, or were you not planning to return them?” Henry said while raising his brow. He glared at her with an arrogant look.
He seemed like a beautiful, elegant leopard. He might seem nonchalant, but the aura coming off him was still rather threatening.
What a petty man... He was really angry about it after all. The warmth Monique felt from him disappeared instantly.
“Of course I was planning to return it…” ‘Who wants to keep your clothes!’ Monique pronounced her words but did not finish her sentence.
She did not dare to piss him off as Little Nomi was still in the car. Who knew what he would do if he was angry?
“Daddy, why don’t you come over to our house to take it? Mommy actually forgot about it!” Little Nomi thought that Daddy had misunderstood her mother. She tried her best to explain on her mother’s behalf.
“Oh, that’s a good idea,” the man said slowly through his thin lips. His voice was lazy yet magnetic.
His sexy, sharp brows were raised. Together with his natural beauty, he looked like a gorgeous devil.
“No… No…” Monique rejected the idea right away. “It’s late… Little Nomi has to rest.”
Her place was small and messy. It was no place for a guest, let alone a young master like him. Monique was firm on her decision.
Truly, it was pretty late and Little Nomi had to rest.
Moreover, if he…
What was wrong with her today? Monique had been thinking about the moment he forced a kiss on her all day. She blushed unconsciously and hyperventilated!
Monique parked the car by the pavement, turned around, raised her hand above her forehead, smiled, and said confidently, “I promise I’ll send it over tomorrow.”
Her grin was accompanied by dimples that made her look beautiful than ever. Her clear, dark, and huge eyes blinked. Her serious face looked extremely adorable.
Henry raised his brow and his cold gaze landed on Monique’s face. The pink, small lips on her tired, pale face were slightly open. It made him want to pull her into an embrace and bite her on her lips.
Seeing that the man stared at her silently, Monique thought that he was angry again. This man’s temperament was difficult to guess, and he was not someone she should offend. She knew that this man could do anything once he became angry.
After thinking it through, she softened her tone and said flirtatiously, “Please, I’ll return it tomorrow.”
Henry wanted to laugh out loud seeing how embarrassed and shy she was. This woman was fun to toy with—she was pretty flexible.
“If you don’t return it tomorrow, you’ll be punished.” The man grinned, and his cold yet magnetic voice had a hint of inherently royal aura.
Monique was so scared, it was as if her blood was frozen.
“Punishment?” What the hell!
“If you don’t send it over, we’ll continue with the game we played at the office yesterday!” Henry smiled sinisterly.
Monique was stunned. The abnormally handsome face in front of her seemed like it was smiling!
Before Monique could make sense of what was going on, he opened the door and got out of the car. His movements were smooth like water, and there was a sense of elegance and class to him.
Her heart stopped. Yesterday... At the office?
What game would it be? Could it be the kiss?
She looked up and watched him leave. It was only then that she realized that there had been a luxurious car tailing her. Henry opened the door and got into that car.
Monique’s face was red again from thinking about what he just said.
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