Luke looked embarrassed and said no more. He had not expected the woman had such a smart mouth.
Humph! How dare she say I'm cynical?'
Sherman knocked at the door, and Kingsley opened it. He looked relaxed in his casual clothes.
"What are you talking about?" Kingsley asked.
Sherman shook her head and said nothing but followed him into the room.
The large room had a splendid view, with French windows facing the garden and grove. The style of the whole room was entirely male style, composed of gray, white, and black.
The work area, bedroom, and living room were integrated.
Sherman sat on the sofa casually and gazed around the room's layout. The room didn't look cozy or warm, but it revealed a low-key luxury.
Kingsley handed Sherman a glass of water and sat opposite her. His long legs gently overlapped and inadvertently touched her knee, which was very ambiguous.
Sherman's mouth felt completely dry. Maybe he was unintentional, but it would have been weird if she had pulled her leg back.
Hence, she remained in that posture.
"Do you remember what you said to me earlier?" Kingsley asked.
"What?" Sherman looked up at him and asked.
"When we first started going out you said we would take a month to see if we were compatible. Today is the last day of the deadline..."
Sherman was stunned. She remembered that she did say so. What surprised her was that this month passed so quickly.
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