After Divorce, I Became A Queen novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270 The Little Girl’s Idea

As soon as he walked out, Sion saw Aurora sitting at the dining table, eating a sandwich and glancing upstairs from time to time.

Sion raised his eyebrows curiously for a moment before turning his gaze back to Aurora's face. Despite her calm demeanour while having breakfast, her heart was racing and she was listening intently for any sounds coming from upstairs. It wasn't yet their usual wake-up time.

Just as she was thinking this, footsteps sounded across from her. She looked up and saw the man with a comical face walking out unchanged.

Hadn't he noticed the "work" on his face?

Aurora felt secretly pleased that she had gotten one over on him.

"Who let this rat get in here?" She sneered with obvious sarcasm, glancing at him before looking away as if he didn't matter at all. "Amy, have Lewys find someone to kick this rat out!"

In reality, she was just pretending to be angry and there wasn't even anyone named Amy in the living room.

Sion calmly walked up to her side and leaned down as if nothing had happened.

"Are you shy now? I'm standing right here. Where did the rat come from?" He said with a smile before sitting next to Aurora and picking up her coffee cup for a sip.

"..."

Aurora widened her eyes when she saw what he picked up.

"Hey, that's my cup."

She snatched back her coffee cup directly then wrinkled her nose in disgust after taking a look at it before placing it aside. In an ironic tone of voice, she said, "Mr Carroll, you are supposed to be CEO but why don't you care more about your image?"

Sion smiled warmly, thinking her angry face was likeable. He reached over and brushed aside some hair blocking Aurora's face gently then spoke softly, "We've always been close between us, why bother about just one cup of coffee?"

"You..."

Aurora wanted desperately refute but suddenly realized something wasn't quite right. What did Sion mean by 'close'? Did he remember what happened five years ago?

Thinking about this made her blush furiously. She opened her mouth but didn't know how or what exactly should be said next. Sion saw Aurora's face turn red, and he continued to tease her, "If you care so much about your image, will you help me take care of my appearance from now on?"

"Who said I would help you?"

Aurora was angry and looked at his ugly face without feeling happy. "I'm not the same species as a rat!"

Sion raised an eyebrow. Despite his messy face, his temperament was unaffected. He suddenly chuckled and leaned closer to her. "Since you've turned me into a rat, you have to take responsibility for me..."

His voice was magnetic with a slight upward inflexion.

Aurora watched as his face got closer and felt the heat emanating from him. He still had the energy to talk nonsense even though he had a fever.

"What's it got to do with me?!" She moved back slightly, "You can handle your problems yourself!"

Sion stretched out his arm and locked her in his embrace by placing it on the edge of the sofa.

"How is this not your business? Isn't this your masterpiece?" He leaned in even closer until they were almost touching lips.

"My face has been ruined... Shouldn't you take responsibility?" questioned Sion.

This distance was too dangerous for Aurora; she couldn't help but think of last night. She panicked and said angrily, "It can be washed off!"