Always Been Yours

Chapter 19

“Nicholas, don’t you dare! I’ll kill us both!” Seeing the man’s look that threatened to swallow her up. Tessa shouted in part embarrassment.

As the woman’s sobbing roar entered his ears, Nicholas was stunned. He saw the woman’s tiny face twisted in rage, and the look in his eyes slowly returned to normal.

Forcing his urges away, Nicholas let go of Tessa. Then, he hastily grabbed another towel and draped it over Tessa’s body, saying calmly, “I have acted too rashly tonight. Don’t take it to heart. You can wear this shirt for the time being.”

With that, he turned around and left without looking back. Tessa remained alone in the bathroom, her panic still lingering.

She gripped the towel around her, trembling as her legs threatened to give way. After a long while, she finally released a sigh and looked at the shirt on the floor. Why would he assault me? He came just to deliver this shirt, didn’t he?

She didn’t think Nicholas would actually be interested in her.

Nevertheless, he behaved as if he were a lecher!

The more Tessa thought about it, the angrier she got. In the end, she decided that she really couldn’t get along with Nicholas.

If it weren’t for Greg’s cuteness, I would’ve left long ago!

told herself that she absolutely must keep a distance from him, in case he did

to his room, Nicholas began to regret his rash actions just now. When he saw the mark on

were

about the experience. He couldn’t believe that he would

years, many women flocked to him, trying their best to appeal to him so that he would be interested in them. However, he only

now almost made

he must have been possessed. After forcing himself to calm down, he started to

would have to leave it for another time. He had all the

Nicholas settled on his decision, his phone rang. He stopped his train of

sounded over the phone. “Nicholas, were you asleep? Did I disturb your rest by calling you at

Mom. I haven’t slept. What’s the matter?” Nicholas’ voice regained its usual

It’s my friend, and I wanted to

decline as he asked, “Which friend

gently, “It’s Yana Johnson from the Gingham Family and her daughter, Roselle Gingham. You should know her, right? I remember you played with her

He did remember the Gingham Family; they had a long history with the Sawyers, but he hadn’t seen them ever since

but it had been too long, and he had already forgotten what she looked