Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 179

What?

Earlier, the extraordinary care and now bill's payment, my suspicious self was instantly alarmed by that stranger's favors. I was heavily indebted to him in such a short time. So, I refused his offer cordially.

"You have done so much for me, Sir. I can't thank you enough for your favors today.

Please let me pay for the clothes"

My foolishness had already painted me as a dumb woman who couldn't stand under the shade to avoid rain. I didn't intend to leave a bad impression on him by taking his money.

But he didn't like my proposal, rejecting it at once.

"That wasn't a favor at all. I just shared my umbrella with you, Miss.

Isn't it the first rule of courtesy to help others in need?”

He lowered his head a bit, placing his hand on his chest.

"It's my honor to be able to come here with you. See, I also enjoyed a cup of coffee in the rain. Isn't it wonderful?”

That sweet-talker gave me plenty of reasons to alleviate my guilt, but I wasn't the one to buy his self-made gratitude story. He had helped me and called it his good luck; my independent self wasn't up to digest this new ideology in an hour.

So, I insisted on paying more firmly. "That is so kind of you to think like this, Sir. But this isn't fair to burden you with my bills.

I can fend for myself. Please don't worry!”

Perhaps, he took me as a desolate employee who was recently dismissed from her job due to standing in rain absentmindedly. So, I clarified to him about my financial status by flexing my American Express platinum card.

But it was in vain!

The mystery man didn't even budge, arguing stubbornly.

"You have a lot of money. I get it, Miss. But I can't break the rules just because of your wealth"

His questioning tone hinted that it was the time for introduction before. Taking a deep breath, I raised my head to speak. But before I could reply to him, an energetic yet sweet feminine voice exclaimed, interrupting us.

"Hey, Aaron. I am here!”

As there was no one in the mall except us, I took that call for thr mystery man, commenting inwardly. "Aaron? Nice name!”

I turned to see that girl, feeling curious, she sounded excited to spot Aaron in the mall. As she could be a girlfriend or wife of that upright man, I maintained an appropriate distance between us, mentally preparing myself for an explanation to satisfy her.

However, as soon as the girl appeared before my sight and removed her cape, my jaw slacked, my brain couldn't formulate any other thoughts than being shocked.

I was hawking at her when she came forward and tugged Aaron's arm, chirping like a delicate bird.

"Where were you, Aaron? I was looking for you …”

The author has something to say: Can you guess who this girl is?