Keep you in my arms

Chapter 80 What... What Are You Doing

Edward had meant to open the door with the key, but he changed his mind when he thought that Angela was now angry and he'd better make fun of her in another day.

Angela didn't fall asleep until two o'clock in the morning, but she woke up early according to her biological clock.

After she changed her clothes and opened the door, a smell of coffee came to her nose. Edward stood in front of the window, with a cup of coffee in his right hand and a phone in his left hand.

He was a born clothes stand. Whether it was the home wear or the handmade suit, he was very handsome in it! In a trance, Angela didn't know if it was the clothes making him handsome or him making the clothes pretty.

On a summer morning, the sun was bright but not dazzling. From her angle, the halo around him outlined his perfect profile.

Having such a boyfriend like him, it would be pleased to only look at him, wouldn't it?

She gazed at him until he hung up and turned around.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

She slept so late last night and had only slept for less than six hours.

When greeting, Edward smiled faintly and walked towards her.

He was like from a dream, or a gentle and noble man from a novel.

Staring at him blankly, Angela's heart was beating fast unconsciously.

"Why is your face so red?" Edward put his hand on her forehead and continued with a worried look, "Is the cut inflamed?"

His slightly cold hand touched her skin, which made her startled. She couldn't help but take a step back.

Noticing that Angela blushed and avoided eye contact with him, Edward suddenly figured out the reason. He was shocked first, and then the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

Did just a mere touch on her forehead make her blush? However, she had been with Greg for almost two years. They hadn't had sex yet, which showed that she was very conservative.

was that Edward was good-looking. But after that, they had a conflict and she had already ignored his handsome appearance. She was not an anthomaniac girl. In other words, the man who could make her anthomaniac was really rare

fascinated to lost by him. It

went straight into the bathroom. She felt more embarrassed when she looked at her rosy face in the mirror. She couldn't calm down

was already twenty past eight. He should have been out

this, Angela decided to stay in the bathroom for another ten

Edward walked over

the knock on

her open the door

here when the door was pushed open. She stood up

was slightly relieved, but he couldn't help worrying, "Why don't you say

with him and he even slammed the door. But seeing that he still

so he became so nervous. At

with a bathroom, so he couldn't go into it just for going to the bathroom. It was obvious that he

she had used

her up

What are

I'm afraid there is glass break in your

can walk on my own." While saying that, Angela tried to disengage herself from his

her down. It was not until then that Angela realized that he had a wheelchair brought here.

her amazement, Edward handed her the

me my cell phone? On the bedside table of the room.

"Okay."

crack on the screen, Angela began to think that

and sat on the wheelchair obediently.

broken phone. But when he saw that she didn't resist, he slightly

she changed

five minutes later,

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