Chaapter 609


    Beli’s dread was still fuzzy the next morning. She was a little.


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    She bniptly opened her eyes and jolted up from bed.


    The monotonous colors of ck, white, and gray and the calming


    incense in in ee room rxed her.


    “This is a man’s room. Christopher?”


    Belia had a aciole teadache, as if someone had just hit her head


    with a club.b.


    Thest thing she remembered fromst night was arguing with


    Justin, and evergruining sise after was a blur.


    With her heart pounding.c. Be got up and left the room.


    Downstairs in the kitctuerenc Christopher wore a white shirt olled


    his sleeves to his elbows/sele was at the kitchen counter, m


    breakfast for Bela,


    The warm morning sun ousidiaid the window shone on the man, softening his facial lines.


    Helwembandsome and poised like a


    gentiernan in a painting..


    He often cooked but never worerama Horon.


    Christopher never wore the same garntiment twice anyway.


    “Mr. Iverson.”


    Christopher looked up tenderly at the sound of Be’s voice. “You’re


    awake, Be. How do you feel?”


    “Mr. Iverson,st night-”


    “Didn’t we agree on it, Be? Just call me Chris.”


    Christopher pouted a little. Still, he did not stop the task at hand, like a


    dutiful wife. “You weren’t feeling wellst night, and you passed out. I


    guess you could be low on blood sugar or overwhelmed. Don’t worry.


    You slept in my room, but I didn’t touch you.”


    “I know…” Be rested her head in her palm exhaustedly. She was not


    na?ve.


    She had no idea whether she was hypoglycemic, but she was not in a good moodst night. The past


    trauma still haunted her, and it still


    hurt.


    It never crossed her mind that she would react strongly and be


    knocked unconscious by the pain.


    That bastard, Justin, was the bane of her.


    “Breakfast is ready, Be. Come and eat,” Christopher urged her


    gently as he put the tes down.


    It was as if they were newlyweds, and Christopher, the husband, made


    breakfast for his wife since she slept in.


    “I don’t feel like eating. Thank you, though.”


    Be believed it was inappropriate enough that she stayed the night at the home of a guy she barely


    knew. She could not possibly stay for


    breakfast too.


    That was suggestive, and she was not that type of woman.


    “Thank you for having me. I should go now.”


    While talking, Be pressed her lips together awkwardly and walked


    toward the door.


    Feeling crushed, Christopher caught up to her. “Be, did I do


    something wrong?”


    “No. I’m just not used to spending the night and having breakfast at a man’s ce, especially one I’m


    not close with. It’s just not me,” Be expressed indifferently with a distant smile.


    Feeling hurt, Christopher clutched his fingers.


    Justin could get close to her and hold her, but Christopher could not


    make her stay for breakfast.


    If he had not shown up on timest night, Christopher wondered what Justin and Be would have


    done. They could have kissed, and Justin.


    could have stayed the night at her ce.


    Be’s phone rang. Asher was calling.


    “Hey, Ash.”