Olivier gazed at her calmly.
The look in his eyes seemed to say, "Go on, keep fabricating. I'm listening."
Gwenda was so embarrassed that she wished she could bury herself in a hole.
If she had known that this would happen, she would not have let him enter the guest room!
Was the master bedroom not the better option?
"Also..."
Olivier raised an eyebrow. "You didn't deny having a boyfriend when your dad asked about it."
"That... that was because I didn't think it was necessary to explain anything to him."
"Really?"
Olivier clearly did not believe her. Chuckling, he got up and sat next to her while wrapping an arm around her waist. "I thought that you were just pretending to reject me when you were really thinking that we were meant to be together."
Gwenda was embarrassed and annoy
