The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 611

He remembered the moment Karen blurted it out, except for a mix of shock and a subtle flutter in his chest, he did not feel the slightest hint of rejection.

So Jeffrey figured he must have a thing for her.

After all, he had an aversion to women who clang onto him. He even found them repulsive! He feared getting stuck with someone he couldn't shake off.

“So, when it comes down to it, what’s so special about me?”

The fact that Jeffrey had gone to such lengths for her was beyond Karen's belief; it felt like a surreal dream!

A dream where a wealthy bachelor falls for someone like her.

She thought of herself as utterly ordinary and invisible in a crowd! Even if he had eyes for someone like Dorothy, it would be understandable; with her stunning looks and knockout figure, she was a total catch.

But herself? She had nothing of the sort!

“I can’t quite put it into words,” Jeffrey confessed, “Don't think that I'm smooth with sweet nothings just because I've had a lot of arm candies. I rarely say such things, so when you ask me these questions, I'm at a loss for words. I don’t know what to say! How about this; you tell me the answer you want to hear, and then I'll say it to you!”

This was harder than when Everett demanded the project report by the next day! He had no idea where to start, only knowing that if he messed up, he'd be back to square one trying to woo her!

Truth be told, aside from Karen, Jeffrey had never really fallen for any other fling. Those who he found attractive were simply handed a room key and settled with a wad of cash after the deed. So before Karen, he never needed to chase a girl and get beaten up like that.

Seeing Jeffrey scratching his head in frustration, Karen couldn't help but laugh.

He looked like someone new to dating, even more innocent than Levi.

“I told you that I just want to check in. After what happened last night, it's impolite to vanish without a word. Jeffrey, you can't only think about your own feelings; you have to consider my situation too and how I'll explain this to my parents.”

At times like these, he acted like a stubborn and irrational kid who was consumed by jealousy.

Jeffrey looked at her and after a few seconds said, “Then I’ll go with you.”

“What for? To hit him again?”

“To apologize, of course! It wasn’t you who hit him, so you shouldn’t be the one apologizing! Granted, he took my girl out for dinner, gave her roses, and they were alone in his car in the middle of the night, but I shouldn't have resorted to violence.”

Her response was silent, but his words sounded less like an apology and more like an accusation.