Chapter 7
After dinner, Harlan had his assistant arrange a driver to take me home.
On the way, I accidentally overheard his conversation with his assistant and realized that he’d actually skipped a pretty important international conference to have lunch with me.
I felt terrible.
“Did I make you miss your meeting? I’m so sorry, I had no idea…”
Harlan waved his hand dismissively.
“It’s nothing.”
“Meetings can happen anytime.”
Even though his tone and body language were telling me it was totally fine.
But I still felt like shit about it.
Seeing that I looked upset, Harlan actually bent down, brought his face close to mine, and blinked.
‘Besides, what meeting could be more important than finding a wife?”
‘You asking me out isn’t exactly an everyday occurrence.”
His face was so close to mine.
Close enough that I could see his long, thick eyelashes fluttering.
And those impossibly beautiful eyes were full of… me.
n that moment, I could actually hear my heartbeat getting faster and faster.
Harlan…”
Maybe he saw how flustered I looked.
The tips of Harlan’s ears turned slightly red.
He slowly pulled back to give me some space.
Ahem…”
I should get going.”
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From My Fy’s Plan B to A Big Shot’s Goddess.
Chapter 7
He said goodbye pretty quickly.
And when he turned around and walked away with those long legs of his, his steps seemed a little… unsteady.
I watched his retreating figure and slowly rolled up the car window.
There was this inexplicable happiness bubbling up inside me.
Like… I actually really enjoyed spending time with Harlan.
Later that evening.
Harlan must have finally finished work because he sent me a message.
It was a picture of the moon hanging high in the sky–clearly taken just moments before.
I quickly replied: [Beautiful.]
He replied even faster.
【Yes, seeing it made me think of you.]
Think of me?
My face inexplicably got hot.
[Are you trying to seduce me?]
But he acted like such an innocent guy.
[I just say what I’m thinking.]
[Does that count as being seduce?]
This guy…
How does he manage to say things that make my heart race while sounding so completely serious?
I was trying to figure out how to respond when another message popped up.
[Are you free for dinner tomorrow?]
I barely hesitated.
[Of course.]
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