Chapter 205. Will You?

Fenella’s POV

“Fenella.”

“Yes, Laird.”

Laird called me right after I arrived at the apartment.

“Where are you right now?”

“I'm at the apartment,” I replied quickly as I grabbed a glass of mineral water from the dispenser.

“Oh, thank goodness. I'm on my way home,” he said.

The apartment door opened, and I immediately saw Laird's figure enter. My mouth was slightly agape, with my eyes widening. My forehead wrinkled as I watched him walk in. I glanced at the clock on the table and realized it was 2 p.m.

“Fenella,” he called in his distinctively low voice.

He stepped inside and met me in the kitchen. I hurriedly set my water glass down on the dining table. For some reason, Laird's face looked different. There was a hint of a happy smile on his face, though the look in his eyes was dark, and I couldn't describe the meaning behind it.

“You're home? One second you're calling me, the next you're standing in front of me,” I chuckled