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    "I''m done for the night." Leda set her wine ss on the table and stood up.


    Too much wine could lead to trouble, especially with a guy at home.


    She had enough sense to know that.


    York paused mid-motion, "What, leaving already? We haven''t even finished."


    "You think my ce is a bar? Drinking like there''s no tomorrow?"


    "We''re both sober, it''s a waste not to finish."


    "It''s not a waste. I can save it, have it tomorrow by myself."


    "


    "It''s gettingte," Leda pointed at the wall clock, "Time for you to head out."


    "What''s with you?"


    Leda: "What about me?"


    "Needing people when you want, and kicking them out when you don''t? Is that how you treat people?"


    "What do you expect? To stay the night?"


    "Boyfriends staying over at their girlfriend''s ce is pretty standard, isn''t it? Even if we''re pretending, shouldn''t we at least make it believable?"Property ? 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.


    "Ridiculous! Who cares if we''re staying together or not?"


    Just then, York''s phone rang, a video call notification lighting up the screen.


    He took a look and smirked, "See? Someone cares."


    Before Leda could react, he answered the call-


    "Hey, mom, what''s up thiste?"


    On the other end, Katrina Gibson sounded surprised, "Where are you? That doesn''t look like your ce."


    York chuckled, "At Leda''s."


    "For real?" Katrina sounded astonished, "You better not be pulling my leg..."


    "Why would I? Here, let me get her to say hi. Leda, it''s my mom—"


    Leda quickly put on a smile and scooted next to him, "Good evening, Mrs. Gibson."


    "Hello, dear! I can''t believe this rascal is actually at your ce. You guys wrapping up the night?"


    "Yep~"


    "Make sure to dry your hair before bed, don''t catch a cold."


    "Will do, Mrs. Gibson. I''ll dry it in a bit."


    "Have York help you out."


    "Sure~"


    Katrina: "That bracelet looks lovely on you. I knew it was the right choice!"


    Leda''s wrist sported the ss-green bracelet Katrina had given her.


    "Mrs. Gibson has the best taste."


    Katrina was thrilled with thepliment.


    "I have


    bay Roved, nty of treasures saved


    all


    up


    free to wear them, they''ll


    in the future!"


    ewonten


    York, being an only child, meant his future wife would inherit Katrina''s collection of jewelry.


    Leda thought to herself she wasn''t so lucky...


    But she kept agreeing nheless.


    "Alright, I''ll let you lovebirds be. Goodnight~"


    Leda: "Goodnight, Mrs. Gibson."


    After ending the call, York put away his phone, "See, my mom keeps tabs on me."


    Leda: "Weren''t we just pretending? Time for you to leave, I''m hitting the sack..."


    "Hold on, where''s your hairdryer?"


    "Why?"


    "Didn''t you hear my mom''s assignment? I''m supposed to dry your hair."


    "No need, I can do it myself."


    "Not happening! I''ll dry it, take a


    picture, send it to her, and that''s the only way she''ll sleep tonight.


    Povel


    Otherwise, she''ll be on the phone first thing in the morning."


    "Fine, fine, just hurry up."


    York grabbed the hairdryer and expertly began working through her hair.


    "Jeez, you''ve done this before, haven''t you?"


    "I''m a man of many talents."


    "Wonder how many girls you''ve done this for."


    York shed a sly grin, "Jealous?"


    "Not in the slightest! You''re not my guy, why should I care who you''ve dried hair for. I''m just thinking..."


    Leda stroked her chin, "with skillet


    like that, if you ever hit rock bottom, you could always make a living as a hairstylist. Talk about


    Qu


    self-sufficiency."