Chapter 221
Chapter 221
The sudden hug I gave Emest made him freeze. After a moment, I heard him ask in a low voice, “Pity me?”
“It’s empathy, not pity!” I corrected him.
Ernest didn’t speak or hug me back, which was pretty awkward
Just as I was about to let go, I looked up and saw Conrad standing not too far away
He came here today too? And Deborah, that little gossip, didn’t even tell me.
I was about to release Emest but then gripped him tighter. Ernest, on the other hand, tried to pull away, but I tightened my hold, “Stay”
He stopped moving, and I continued to hug him, then asked, “Working late today?”
Emest replied, “Hmm?”
I tiptoed closer to his ear, “I’m craving the dinner you make.”
I could hear Erhest swallowing, followed by a low “Hmm.”
A shiver ran through me, my gaze flickering towards Conrad.
Conrad’s figure seemed to shadow in my wavering gaze, his hands clenched into fists, his face turning from pale to dark, and then he walked away with a gloomy look in his eyes.
I let go of Emest and was about to say something when Deborah called out from a distance, Mr. Wagner, hello!”
Emest turned around, saw Conrad’s retreating figure, and then looked at me
In that moment, I somewhat dared not meet his gaze.
I knew he must have thought my intimacy was just a show for Conrad. But indeed, that was part of my intention.
So, I couldn’t explain, and there was no need to.
Deborah ran over, panting. “Mr. Collins, the lights in section C, block 7-8 got accidentally damaged by the guys setting up the amusement equipment”
Accidents are the last thing you want on a construction site, but they’re always happening.
Emest’s expression unchanged, he simply said, “Let’s go have a look.”
He started walking, seemingly forgetting about me. I stood there, unsure whether to follow or not.
Thinking back on my childish behavior just now, I lowered my
my eyes, about to sigh, when suddenly I heard Emest’s voice, “Aren’t you
coming?
I met his deep eyes, seeing clarity as if nothing had happened.
was as if it never
This man is truly a master at controlling and hiding his feelings. He was clearly upset just a moment ago, but now it was happened.
“Girl, come see this, the damage isn’t minor, it’s really frustrating,” Deborah also called me, not forgetting to complain Though I wasn’t there anymore, I still cared about everything here and quickly followed them
Maybe I was too hasty, or maybe I tripped on something, but I stumbled forward.
Emest caught me with his arm, and I fell into his embrace.
Everything was so smooth, just like a scene from a TV show making Deborah, who was watching, widen her eyes then cover her mouth before giggling.
In the past, I would have been embarrassed and awkward, but now I didn’t feel ashamed.
Instead, I naturally moved away from Emest’s embrace and thanked him
Ernest didn’t say anything and walked ahead. Deborah came over and teasingly whispered, “Girl, did you see? Mr. Collins ears turned
red.”
I hadn’t noticed until Deborah pointed it out, and sure enough, they were.
This tough guy’s ears turned red. And I must say, it was pretty cute.
“Girl, Mr. Collins is so innocent, just a hug and his ears are all md, deficitely a first–timer,” Deborah whispered in my ear.
“Cough,” I pushed her away. “Is that all you think about?”
