Chapter 92

“Go away, Henry. I don’t want to talk to you,” I told him.

“But you already did. You are already talking to me, Chloe,” he claimed so I arched my brows.

But then, he suddenly grabbed my wrist and drag me to a deserted spot. I wriggled my wrist to get away from him but he was stronger and he wouldn’t let go of me.

"What's your problem? Are you made of gold? The way you act, it's like you haven't done anything wrong to me!" I complained to him when we reached a place where it was just the two of us.

"I know I've wronged you. That's why I want to talk to you!"

"And now you're the one angry? You have the nerve to raise your voice at me when you're the one at fault!"

"Sorry. I didn't mean to raise my voice, but you're just so stubborn. I just want to have a decent conversation. I want to know something, Chloe," he insisted.

"Wow, so now I'm the one with a stubborn head. Impressive, Henry. Who do you think you are? Are you some kind of god