He looked at her quietly. "And you?"
She instantly felt her heart was leaping wildly. "Me?"
"Yes," he said, looking more serious.
Taking a deep breath, she calmed her thoughts and decided to say out all she had wanted to say at breakfast.
The man in front of her was actually Alexander Christopher, which really left her a little panicky.
If he were just an ordinary person, she would consider using money to solve the problem. But Alexander's fame soared over the years, and he and her brother Randy were known as the two most famous young business elites.
His company H & C INC., which he founded a few years ago, was even more successful, and even her father, Joshua, praised him.
But the more capable Alexander was, the more troubling the incident got. If she offered to pay him, how could Alexander possibly say yes?
After thinking for a while, Heather decided to try communicating with him first. "Mr. Christopher, we don't know each other..."
"What does it mean?" His eyes were deep as he spoke, "You know my length, while I know your depth?"
Her hand shook, and she almost dropped the cup in her hand!
Damn. What happened to Alexander? How could he say these kinds of nasty words so seriously! What length... What depth...
She couldn't help thinking about whether something had really happened to them the night before. If it was true, did they know enough about each other? Besides, did Alexander really have a nice shape from what she had seen in the morning....
"Oh no, I digress!" Heather stopped thinking and held out her hands to feel her hot cheeks.
"Mr. Christopher," she said with exasperation. "I'm not kidding!"
His eyes were serious. "I'm not kidding, either."
"You!" She was going crazy. Facing Alexander, she felt more powerless than ever!
"Mr. Christopher, we're ȧduŀts," she gritted her teeth as she spoke. "What happened last night was just an accident. Surely there is no shortage of women for a man like you, isn't there? Then we'll just pretend that nothing happened and live our separate lives..."
"I have no woman around me," he said. quietly. "Yesterday, it was my first sėx act. You don't want to be responsible?"
In an instant, Heather was a little overwhelmed.
Damn it! It was Alexander's first sėx act! He stubbornly asked her to be responsible...
Now, what should she do?
"What do you want?" she asked, giving up struggling.
"Be my girlfriend," his eyes sparkled as he said, tightening his fingers.
"Huh?" Her eyes widened. She thought she'd misheard. "No, we've just met!"
His eyes flashed with a touch of sadness. "You hate me?"
"No...," she said guiltily. In the face of his innocent look, she couldn't say she hated him.
"Let's try then," he said in a firm and earnest tone.
"Ah? I don't hate you, but that doesn't mean I like you?" She was worried and said, "Besides, we don't have feelings for..."
He stood up suddenly and sat closer to her.
She said in a guarded manner, "You, you, you, what do you want... Hmm!"
His thin lips fell on hers. She opened her eyes wide and tried to push him away, but he caught her wrists.
The kiss was so gentle that it seemed to drown her. His aura was clean, pleasant, and somehow reassuring.
Her resistance became weaker and weaker, and her slender fingers took hold of his shirt.
"Do you feel anything?" He let go of her and asked in a low voice.
There was an unusual flush on her cheeks.
"Let's try to be together," he said softly in her ear. "If we don't fit, just tell me, and I'll let you go."
"Okay," she foolishly agreed, as if she had been bewitched.
"Then move here," he said with a warm smile. "You can work on your graduation project here. It's peaceful and quiet here. I can cook some delicious food for you at any time."
Delicious food! Her eyes lit up, and she nodded almost uncontrollably. "Okay."
She was very remorseful immediately after agreeing!
What was wrong with her? When she faced Alexander, she looked like she was being manipulated and agreed about whatever he said.
"Good girl," he gently ċȧrėssed her head, "Let's go to school later. I will help you to move…
"Wait!" she interrupted hastily. No, no, no, she couldn't allow him to lead her around by the nose like this anymore.
There was a touch of sadness on his face.
"That's what boyfriend should do, Heather. Am I wrong?"
Her heart instantly softened. Could this man stop seducing her like that! He was too good-looking. If he suddenly wore such a wounded expression, she really couldn't resist!
"No..." She gritted her teeth. "My brother has arranged the move for me. Someone will help me. So you don't have to help. Besides, you need to be busy with your business, don't you? You go about your business and leave me alone..."
"Are you afraid your family will know about our relationship?" he directly asked.
She was even more embarrassed. How did Alexander guess everything?
She drew in a deep breath and said helplessly, "You know my name, so you know who I am, don't you?"
His eyes sparkled. "Yes."
"So my parents and my elder brother have to nod before we can be together," she said seriously. "Besides, I may not fancy a man who is no match for my brother. So I hope we'll keep our relationship under wraps before I'm sure I want to continue our relationship."
"Okay," He smiled and agreed. "Then I'll drive you back to school, and you mustn't refuse."
"Mm..." she agreed, her cheeks flushed.
Back on the campus of Quantum University, Heather felt that her legs were weak somehow. So now she really has a boyfriend?
"Heather." A familiar voice came from behind her.
Heather frowns with displeasure. She turned around and saw Malcolm coming towards her.
"What do you want?" Heather asked in a distant manner. Didn't he confess his love to Helen Jenkins yesterday? So why did he come to her now?