Chapter 39. Skylar Fumes with Jealousy

After a sleepless night cramped up on a tiny bed the next morning, Skylar was in an irritable mood. She hated her life now as she had to go back to his room to use the washroom. If only she had gone to New York instead.

Skylar stomped into his room, but found it vacant. Christian was nowhere around. Did he go to work early in the morning? Maybe yes, since the formal inauguration was supposed to be held today. Relieved, she freshened up and fixed herself a cup of coffee.

The doorbell rang, and she rushed to open it. Who could it be? Had Christian returned from his morning jog? She remembered he had asked her to join him today.

Opening the door, she gaped at the hotel staff carrying a large tray laden with a delightful breakfast.

“Good morning, ma’am. Mr. St. James sent breakfast for you.”

“Thank you so much.” The staff set the tray down on the table and walked away with a smile.

Skylar looked at the tray and rolled her eyes. Who can eat so