Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

Isn’t that going a bit too fast? Jethro was speechless. At this rate, they’re going to think I’m dating Skylar. I want Elspeth, not this evil little witch.

Skylar stared down sheepishly. “Will that be alright? I mean, I’ve never had a boyfriend.” She might have said that, but she was ecstatic with the idea that she could have Jethro as her first boyfriend. Even if it was just an act, she believed she could turn it into a real deal if she worked hard enough and captured his heart.

While she was caught up in her imagination, unbeknownst to her, Jethro was silently cursing at the woman. Damn this woman. It’s all her fault! He snorted. But I can’t say no to Elspeth, so I have to change my approach. “I’ll need something more for this.”

He’s already asked me to attend the banquet with him. What more does he want? “What do you want?” Elspeth asked.

The man smiled. “I want you to stay over at my place for a few days. If you agree to it, I will film this video.”

He had his own plan. If he could make Elspeth stay, he would have the chance to get closer to her. Skylar was shocked to hear that. What in the world?

Noticing Skylar’s disbelief, Elspeth chuckled awkwardly. “He needs my help with something. It’s not what you think.”

Skylar grunted in acknowledgment. She’s trying to hide something. She’s just trying to tell me that they’re closer than I think. How fake.

him, he shouldn’t be able to do anything since many

Elspeth made a video of them

I feel kind of sorry for Skylar. She puts her heart into

and send a copy to both of you. After that, you two shall post it to your wall.” Reminded of something, she added, “Oh, and don’t

heaved a sigh of relief and

what the

“Sorry. I wasn’t

shook her

you. However, Skylar thought he was seducing her, and she clenched her fists. He’s the best man I’ve ever met.

…

saw who the sender was, her face froze. Once she was done reading the email, she stood up from her seat and left. She came downstairs and saw a blue sports car at the roadside. She knew whose car that was. When she got into the car, the man in the driver’s seat beamed, the scar on his forehead cracking. He looked at

some distance between

her action. “Now, don’t be a stranger. You might be interested in what

at him icily. “You’ve made it clear in the email.” He is so obsessed and clingy. Even after I returned to the nation, he still

email worked, or else you wouldn’t have come to see me.” He smirked. “In all honesty,