Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Deep in thought, she raised her hand to touch him again.

Yoda tried to stop her and whipped out his phone and typed out his response. “Mrs. Seet, I’m afraid it’s inappropriate for you to tease me like this.”

Tease?

What the hell? He’s thinking too much.

If she had any intention to tease, she wouldn’t even make a move on a scarred and scary face like his.

Could it be that he thought that he looked handsome?

That would mean he thought wrongly of himself, and he misunderstood her as well.

“Yoda, I just wanted to see if there’s anything we can do for that scar on your face. I’ll find you a good plastic surgeon some other day.”

Yoda typed out his response, “Mrs. Seet, there’s no need for that. I look fine.”

Fine?

Nicole furrowed her brows.

He didn’t want her to see or touch his face. Was he resisting because he was afraid?

Nicole narrowed her eyes and walked out of the study room. Then, she came back with a basin of water and two bottles of cleansing oil.

“Let’s wash your face.”

Yoda appeared puzzled. Was Nicole suspecting that there’s something wrong with his face?

He didn’t think she’d be this smart.

Yoda dilly-dallied. Standing by the side, Nicole crossed her arms and waited as she watched him.

he dawdled, the more Nicole felt that there was a

face was heavily made-up? Did he do something

his appearance change after he washed his

into the face she thought about

a little excited as she watched him roll up his sleeves and started washing his face. She stared intently at him, expecting

Yoda lifted

unchanged. It was the same as before. So,

is

Yoda nodded.

refused to give up and said, “Wash your face one more

was startled at first and then did as she requested. He washed his face several

did not change at all. It was still the

was disappointment in Nicole’s

his face and hands, took out his phone, and typed out a sentence. “No

her lost all hope

Her heart sank.

That’s right.

is wrong

still

What’s gotten into her?

for a moment. Her eyes shimmered with unshed

contain her emotions, refusing to let

her fist,

leave. My children do not need

was totally out of the blue for

her and handed the phone to her.

Suddenly, Nicole laughed.

always reminded her of