Chapter 162 The Misunderstanding

Darren's heart skipped a beat. He held her hand and said, "Did you?"

"Yes, I wanted to scold you a moment ago, but now I don't even have the strength to scold you. So I don't want to talk to you anymore," Amanda added.

"Amanda!" Darren growled. She wasn't afraid of getting him mad and wanted to piss him off.

"You've already thought of me as a replacement of Rose. It's normal for me to get angry," Amanda added.

"The original version is all there. What a ghost substitute?" Darren said. He didn't know why she kept mentioning Rose. Every time she brought it up, she would become a hedgehog, pricking up people everywhere.

"Of course. You regard me as a model, I'm not sexy. I don't need a lot of clothes to show you," Amanda proposed.

"Pig head." He raised his hand and tapped her on the forehead. The reason why she was angry at the very beginning was because that she was jealous.

"No, I'm not a pig head, but you are," she returned. Amanda turned over and went to bed, burying her head in her hands.

But she was immediately turned over. She looked up at Darren. He held her in his arms and asked, "Are you jealous?"

"I'm not jealous," Amanda tried to raise her voice, but it seemed that she had overacted. She slanted her body, looked at Darren shyly and said, "Shut up, Darren. I'm going to bed."

"Go back to sleep after you finish your words. Are you mad at me?" Darren stretched out his hand and tickled her. Startled by his sudden move, Amanda dodged and fell onto the bed with a laugh.

"Don't make fun of me, Darren," she said. She smiled awkwardly. She lay on the bed, her black hair cascading down.

"You know what? Rose never wears household clothes," Darren said.

"Why not?" Amanda asked.

Darren played with her hair and said, "Because she said home wear was to destroy a woman's sexy ultimate shells."

'Destroy a woman's sexy?' she wondered. Amanda lowered her head to look at herself, and found that she was wearing loose clothes which couldn't show her true figure. Then she thought that she might not be sexy at all.

"But when I saw you just now, I wanted to buy you a lot of household clothes, and let you wear them," Darren said.

"What? Aren't they the weapons to destroy women's sexy? Why do you want to buy them?" With a wink, A

y did I throw so much money and time on you?" he went on, holding her waist.

"Because you're silly," Amanda said contemptuously, rolling her eyes.

Darren had lost his temper. He put his hands on her shoulders and warned, "I'm warning you, Amanda. If you keep talking nonsense like this, I'll get really mad."

"When are you not angry? It's okay. I've gotten used to it. I don't want to make trouble for you," Amanda said.

"Amanda, I have told you that I have given way to you enough. Now that you don't appreciate my kindness, I have nothing to worry about," Darren said.

Deep inside, Amanda was very sad. She lowered her head and chuckled, "How tolerant you are to me! I thought you would have done anything you want to me just because of my bad temper."

"Yes, I will. I will if that's what you want," Darren said with hatred.

"It's up to you. I was wondering why you were pestering me. Now I finally know why I'm the chosen only one. Because other people always obey you, except me." Then she added, "I'm telling you, if you treat me well, I won't be grateful to you. You urge the whole company to bully me and then help me. Do you think I will be grateful to you? It's disgusting for me to forgive you."

"Disgusting?" Darren murmured. "Okay, okay, okay. I don't care what you are talking about. No matter how you disgust me, I won't let you go," he added.

His voice suddenly turned harsh, without any previous tenderness.

Amanda tried her best to hold back her tears and then walked out of the bathroom.