“I don’t mean to brag, but you’ve been happier to see me in the last few days, or did I boost my ego by telling myself that?” Cainan asked, as Jasmin opened the door and let him in with an expression that said he wasn’t really welcome.
He looked like he drove straight from the office from what she could see. He was still in his black long sleeve and black trousers. His hair combed to the back and arranged perfectly and there were a few stubbles on his face. He looked neat and kempt, as though he hadn’t even gone to work to begin with.
She responded to his question with silence as she closed the door and made her way into the bedroom; he followed. “What’s up, Jasmin? Marco told me you didn’t return to the restaurant after leaving yesterday morning and that you also didn’t turn up to
