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!

and could only lower her head, softly asking, “Mr. Laurence, did you need me for something?”

was out of fear or because of her

straight face, Bernard glanced at the men’s suit jacket still

irritating and snatched it up, throwing it

face changed slightly, “Did you come to

Jason had put his jacket on her, Bernard’s action of throwing it

If he hated her, he should leave her alone, why

before standing up from the sofa

arms, the impact

imprisoned her in his embrace,

a hint of anger, “Why

he had been holding back for a long time before asking

gradually.

looked confused. What did

not to know, the hand that had gripped her waist moved to the

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