Looking at his serious expression, Elena was so irritated that she wanted to kick him. “I don’t believe you!”
A smile curved his lips. “What about this? When you hold me again tonight, I’ll take a picture and show you. Then will you believe it?”
“Yes!” Elena, who was so pissed off that she was confused, agreed. No sooner had she said yes than she suddenly came to herself. Why was she set up by Charles again? If she agreed Charles that he could take the photo, wouldn’t it mean she had to allow him to sleep here again tonight?
“No!” Elena grabbed the pillow with her right hand and threw it at him.
“I don’t care. You said yes.” Charles chuckled.
Elena said glumly, “I don’t… hmm!”
Her lips were covered again, Elena’s heart felt powerless. Why did Charles always like to play this game? Al
