Chapter 93

Looking at those cold eyes, her heart couldn’t help but race.

Eleanor subconsciously shifted her gaze away, only to notice that his hand was gripping her waist. He must have lifted her from the sofa by pinching the waist earlier.

Now, half–leaning back on the sofa, with him leaning over her, their positions seemed a bit intimate.

She reached out her soft hand, trying to push him away, but as soon as her hand touched his shirt sleeve, he coldly scolded, “Don’t touch me!”

Startled, Eleanor froze and didn’t dare to move any further.

She obediently withdrew her hand and looked puzzled at the hand that held her waist.

She wasn’t allowed to touch him, yet he kept touching her time and time again. This man was really making.

no sense!

only lower her head, softly asking, “Mr. Laurence, did you need me for

was out of fear or

glanced at the men’s suit jacket still draped over her.

up, throwing it into

thrown accurately into the bin, Eleanor’s face changed slightly, “Did you come

when Jason had put his jacket on her, Bernard’s

her, he should leave her

sofa and trying

into his arms, the impact causing tears

her in his embrace,

Bernard’s cold eyes, there was a hint of anger, “Why did you lie to

a long time before asking the question. His

gradually.

What

gripped her waist moved to the back

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