I Love You, Miss Genius ( Bonnie Shepard ) novel Chapter 674

Bonnie rubbed her ears, which tickled from Ivor’s breath. She calmly stepped back and said, “You’re so unreasonable. You can’t force me to accept your gift.”

Ivor took the chance to get closer, his eyes brimming with affection. “You’re right. I’m unreasonable. You can't turn me down if I tell you I’m giving you something.”

Bonnie crossed her arms and stared at him. “Really? Well, I’ll still refuse it.”

He thought she was embarrassed to receive the gift, so he tried a different approach. He grabbed her arm and shook it gently, saying, “Come on, Bonnie. It’s my way of showing I love you. Just take it. Pretty please?”

‘He’s in his twenties but acting cute with me. It doesn’t make me feel weird. On the contrary, he looks innocent and pitiful. I’d feel like a jerk if I rejected him.’

Bonnie sighed helplessly. She could not help but speak in a softer tone, “I mean it, Ivor. You don’t have to give it to me because I can just walk over here and look at it. Also, you said we’re family, and it doesn’t matter who owns the painting. That’s why I’ll let you keep it.”

“Hmm, you have a point.”

‘Everything in the villa, including me, will belong to Bonnie. If she won’t take the painting, I’ll keep it safe for her and ensure she can see it whenever she wants. I can always use it as a clever excuse to see her again if I miss her. That way, she won’t suspect a thing.’

“Okay, then. I’ll keep it for now. If you decide you want it, I’ll give it to you in a heartbeat.”

Bonnie sighed in relief internally when she realized Ivor was no longer adamant about giving her the painting. “Okay, we’ll just leave it here. After all, I can’t put it to good use if you give it to me.”

“Anything you say goes, Bonnie.” Ivor held her hand and led her to the dining table. “It’s time for dinner. Let’s taste our new chef’s cooking.”

Bonnie nodded and said, “Okay.”

…

Three days later, Pyralis University hosted its exhibition. Bonnie stood before the tabby cat painting and reminisced about when she first brought the cat home.

‘She was an intelligent cat. She could understand most of what I told her, and she would keep me company whenever I felt sad or depressed. She offered me solace in her own way. So many years have passed since then, and I’ve yet to find another equally intelligent cat. My tabby cat will rest in my memories forever. She’ll live on in my painting, too.’

Bonnie fell into a trance as she stared at the painting. Suddenly, she heard an unfriendly voice from behind.