Presley burst intoughter.


    “Well, then I’d just call off your engagement.


    And both of you shall be together!”


    Jennifer was at a loss for words.


    She stared at her mother sadly.


    “Really, Mom? What do you take me for? How will Hilliard feel about that? It will only make him loathe me more.


    ”


    Presley shook her head reassuringly.


    “No, he won’t.


    I’m just asking you to make a quick visit to his room to drop these clothes.


    ”


    Presley reminded, “Don’t argue with me.


    There’s no need to overthink this.


    ALL the servants are engaged and you are the only free person.


    ”


    Jennifer was momentarily stunned.


    Presley then left the room abruptly, leaving Jennifer to her thoughts.


    Staring at her reflection in the mirror, Jennifer scratched her hair with a pensive look on her face.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    Of all the times, why have Hilliard chosen to go on a business trip in Forden now?


    Just as she had finally mustered the determination to erase him from her mind, there he was, waltzing back into her life.


    It was downright exasperating!


    She sighed.


    She was left with no choice but to pick up the clothes on the dresser and deliver them to Hilliard in the guest room.


    As she approached the guest room, she noticed the door ajar.


    There was no sounding from the bathroom.


    asionally, she heard a very light sound of water droppinging from inside.


    He was clearly done bathing.


    Jennifer inhaled deeply, attempting to view Hilliard as just a stranger.


    She tapped lightly on the door, then gently pushed it open and stepped inside.


    “Um, Mr.


    Simmons, my mother told me to bring these clothes to you.


    ”


    She ced the clothes at the end of the bed and met his cold gaze.


    After a shower, Hilliard was drying his short hair with a towel.


    He looked refreshed and grim as he walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a white bath towel.


    Her gaze inadvertently traveled down, taking in the contours of his well-defined torso.


    He had a very fine physique.


    Feeling her cheeks flush, Jennifer averted her gaze and turned to leave the room.


    Unexpectedly, Hilliard gripped her wrist, halting her in her tracks.