Chapter 81

Jyeon narrows his eyes at me and tilts his head to one side as though deciphering my complete mood change from earlier. Studying me as his brow furrows, he chews on his bottom lip with a subtle mannerism. I try and remain cold and icy, having decided that this is the only way to end this farce once and for all before he makes it impossible for me to leave him a second time.

“Greta asleep?” he ignores my question entirely and instead walks past me and pours a glass of water. Seemingly at home in these surroundings and overtaking my space. Obviously, he’s read something in my demeanor and playing it how he deems necessary while I’m this way. Sometimes it’s a curse that he knows all versions of past me so well, and I scowl at his back and try to figure out his next move

“No, she’s probably got her ear pressed to the door. Will come rolling out should you annoy me in any way to attack you with a bedside lamp.” I sulk his way.

“I should have Bryant come and distract her