Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt novel Chapter 133

Annoyed, Catherine argued, "I know this is your villa, thus you own all the beds. But since I've agreed to move in, you should allow me some personal space too. It's really rude of you to barge into my bedroom without even knocking."

Shaun looked at her up and down as his lips twitched into a mocking smile. "You’re sleeping in my bed in m y bedroom yet you have the cheek to complain that I'm not giving you personal space? You’ve only been away for a short while but your self-confidence has certainly taken a boost."

She was startled upon hearing this and finally came t o the realization. "Hang on, you're saying this is your bedroom?"

"Drop it with the pretense." He inched forward with his tall figure, and she instinctively fell backward onto the bed. He placed both palms on either side of her ears.

A smile spread across his face as he looked at her." You sure have some grand plans. Us living in the same house doesn't satisfy you enough? So you want t o share the same bed too, huh?"

She was stunned into silence. Did she sleep in his bedroom for the whole afternoon since arriving?

Could someone just kill her already?

"No, I had no clue. Aunty Linda led me here."

"Well, well, well, and now you're blaming Aunty Linda.” Shaun held Catherine by the chin before shifting his gaze downward. "Aren't you a scheming girl? Although your loungewear isn’t sexy enough, it was a nice surprise to see this refreshing look. Your seduction tactics are pretty innovative this time around."

She was speechless.

That was not her intention at all. She was simply wearing the loungewear she had bought from the streets for a cheap price.

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"I know you really want to be with me, but look at the time. The night isn’t even dark yet." He grabbed her by the wrists as he slowly inched closer.

Her heart was pounding loudly beneath her skin. "I swear to God that I only came in here because Aunty Linda showed me in."

"Still trying to argue, huh?" he teased, before slowly pulling something out from his pocket. "Tell me you didn’t deliberately prepare this."

Her cheeks reddened to the color of ripe tomatoes as she glared at that little box. Good gracious, Freya had given it to her before she left. How did he find it?