The color was the same, but on him, it looked elegant and noble. It was as if he was standing on a dazzling red carpet, and no one could tear their eyes away from him.
From the smoke, he lifted his clear and deep eyes.
Catherine froze when her eyes met his.
At that moment, the little boy in the neighbor’s house opened the door to take out the trash. He lifted his head and winked at Catherine with a smile. "Lady, you're finally back. Your boyfriend has been waiting for you here for an hour. I saw him when I came back from school."
"He's not my boyfriend," Catherine said in embarrassment.
"No need to be embarrassed. I saw you guys smooch last time." The boy giggled and quickly shut the door after he finished speaking.
Through the door, Catherine heard the mother reprimanding her son. "You little brat. I told you to take out the trash. What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I wasn't talking nonsense. When I was studying yesterday morning, I went downstairs with that man i n the elevator. The other aunties and you always say that people who have relationships without marriage a s a prerequisite are rascals."
11 H
Shaun's face was grim.
Catherine's cheeks were also a little warm as she took out the key and opened the door. "What are you doing here?"
Shaun blurted out, "Am I not welcomed?"
At that, he became annoyed at himself. That was not what he wanted to say.
Catherine glanced at him and sneered. "Every time you come here, you want me to sleep with you. Sorry, but I’m very tired, and I don't want to accompany you."
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