Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

The more he tried to ease up the tension between them, the more their relationship turned sour!

“What’s wrong?” Evan asked puzzledly when he returned home noticing how listless Davin appeared.

Davin stopped in his tracks to regard Evan. The longer he stared at him, the more dispirited he felt; he couldn’t help but lament, “Evan, can’t you just make sure things are in peace?”

Evan frowned at him in response. “What do you mean?”

“Do you have any idea how much of a hard time I’ve been going through? I’m worried sick about you! Y-You really owe me a sports car because of that!”

What nonsense is he talking about?

With a crease on his forehead, Evan eyed him skeptically.

“Evan, let’s talk about your relationship with Ms. Lane… Are you sure you aren’t interested in her in the least bit?”

“Of course I’m not!”

After a pause, Davin then braced himself and pressed on, “Do you really hate her, or you are shunning her on purpose?”

Evan went speechless as he narrowed his brooding eyes slightly.

“Evan, are you avoiding her, as well as all other women and all possibilities that might lead to a relationship, on purpose because you’re held back by something that’s been bothering you deep down inside?”

Davin was scrutinizing Evan’s face to see if there was any change to his expression as he audaciously finished phrasing his question.

trace of intense misery that flashed in Evan’s eyes when he mentioned

Evan had yet to move on from his past

hoyden

getting late. You should go back home

elaborating on that topic, Evan interrupted

out a sigh in

hoyden’s bite had left a deep marking in Evan’s

he wondered whether the bite mark was still there at the same

Evan and that hoyden…

Evan and Nicole…

choice but to resign

…

study, he leaned back on the chair in a laid-back manner as he massaged his temples. After that, he took a cup of coffee from the desk and

hoyden has

uneasiness and lit it. Amidst the mist of smoke, some fading memories of his past which he had dreaded to remember came flooding

he had with her. At that time, she was like an abandoned doll, crouching sulkily

her, “Don’t be sad because I’ll marry you in the

eyes which sparkled

bet!” He made

to her feet and gazed at him with a faint smile. On the next second, she started a round of giggle

his memories jumped to the part when he received the

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