Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 231

Monique gave herself an order and quickly brushed her teeth, combed her hair, and changed her clothes. She groomed herself in a split second. She wore a white T-shirt matched with a khaki over knee length sheath skirt, revealing her nice figure. These clothes had not been worn for a long time, and she rarely wore a skirt, so it still looked new.

She planned to report to work after sending Angel to the kindergarten. When she walked out from the bathroom, Henry was still lazily lying on the bed. His short black hair matched his flawless face, his narrow nose and stunning jawline blended perfectly with the half smile on his face. The blanket covered up to his abdomen, revealing his muscular build while he held his head with one hand. It was a simple pose but she could lose her mind due to his charming appearance.

She had to admit this man was a little unpleasant, a little perverted, a bit of a jerk, but other than that he was beyond comparison. He had the aura that attracted her closer to him.

She put her hands behind her back and pinched her palm, ‘Wake up, don’t be dazzled by his perfect appearance, he is just a pervert! You’re his lover, and only a lover. A lover that he can discard whenever he wants!’

Monique’s heart calmed down after having that thought in her mind. Getting along with him was a torture to her. She was afraid that he would come closer to her, and at the same time, she had to prevent herself from having feelings for him. She wanted to run away to avoid these kinds of awkward moments. She lifted her lips and gave Henry a smile, “I’ll tell them to come in to serve you.”

Henry’s gaze was fixed on her. The white T-shirt looked good on her, it made her fair complexion seem fairer, and the knee length sheath skirt with lace trims complemented with her sense of sophistication. Although the way she dressed was ordinary, she still had a refreshing vibe to her.

He looked at her but he did not nod.

Monique hesitated if she should go out as well. Her heart was screaming, ‘Hurry up and nod your head, bastard!’ because she could leave as soon as he nodded. She was nervous when he stared at her. A few seconds passed, but she felt like she had experienced all four seasons.

“You look better in a skirt.” Henry opened his mouth and said in a lazy voice.