Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 539

Helen walked out of the hotel and saw Chandler standing next to the car from a distance with his back turned. As she approached him, she joked carelessly, "How does it feel to have someone throwing themselves into your arms, Mr. Chandler?"

He didn't respond and stood still. It wasn't until she reached him that he turned and opened the door for her in a "business-like" manner. She paused and looked up, only to find he had a horrible expression on his face.

Okay, she admitted that she overlooked the fact that he was a gentleman. It was unfair to judge who had just been taken advantage of.

She composed herself, trying to look more serious. She sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Chandler's face remained stern, and he pulled away the hand holding the door. Indifferently, he raised his chin arrogantly. Helen was dumbfounded.

Who was this man? It was just a small joke but he was angry with her? She stared at his face, and she gradually softened.

After all, it was Samantha who took the initiative to provoke him in the first place. Otherwise, he wouldn't have encountered such a thing.

They stood by the road, having a cold shoulder war with each other, Helen stepped forward and stood on her toes. She hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him gently on the side of his mouth.

"Are you still angry?"

Chandler couldn't help but smile, a hint of warmth appearing in his eyes. It seemed like the unfortunate situation was benefiting him right now.

Helen's face was flushed red when she saw this. She was about to step away, but he put his arms around her waist and their eyes met.

His dark eyes reflected the starry night sky. It seemed deep and romantic.

"It's not enough yet." His voice was low.

He couldn't wait to marry this woman. He wanted to get closer to her, to hold her close… To be the closest person to Helen.

"What?" She didn't react at first. She looked up at him to ask, but their bodies collided unintentionally. She pushed him away abruptly and took a few steps back subconsciously.

Chandler realized he had also acted inappropriately. He lowered his head and cleared his throat. "Get in the car. It's late and we should head back and rest early."

"Alright." She nodded vigorously before getting into the back of the car quietly. The door closed with a bang.

Along the way, the two of them were silent. From time to time, their eyes met through the rearview mirror and they exchanged glances.

He accompanied her to the door of her room and watched her close the door before slowly turning to the elevator. Even he didn't realize that in such a mundane and boring moment, he always had a sweet smile.