The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 226

Chapter 226: A Girlfriend.

Now that he had said it out loud, she was at a loss for words. She becuncomfortable, wanting to escape, but

his grip on her waist was strong. "Don't run, Lydia; it drivescrazy," he said.

"I am talking about what you want us to do in public, you." She started to find words.

"I will hold your hand in public; as tpasses, will hold you in public; in no time, | will kiss you in public," he

said, and she started pushing him off.

"It is late; you should go," she said, and he let go of her.

"Can't | stay here? I liked watching you sleep," he said. Seeing as she was not as opposed to his words and touch

as he had thought, he becbrave. For sreason she looked like a bunny when she protested. "When did

you seesleep?" she asked.

"How can you forget? The entire university now knows I slept in your tent that night," he teased, and her eyes

rounded into small globes.

"Everybody? What do you mean by everybody?" She had not gotten a chance to read the comments before.

"Ah, someone from camp said they sawcout of your tent that night," he said nonchalantly, and she

panicked over to her bag on the table and started trying to find her phone.

"I have it with me," he said, pulling it from his pocket, and she nearly pounced on him. He grabbed her with one

arm and carried her to the bed. He wrapped her tightly in a light blanket, restricting her movement.

"Stop worrying too much; go to sleep," he instructed.

"Harry!" she scolded.

"Be careful; Ethan and Mark may think we are doing the deed in here," he warned, and her struggling seized. Her

face was a good shade of red at this comment of his.

"Close your eyes," he said. "If you just close your eyes for five minutes, you will fall asleep. After you sleep, | will

leave," he promised.

"You are sure you will leave?" she asked suspiciously.

"If I leave you here, you will overthink and won't sleep the entire night. Close your eyes," he instructed. Unable

to leave his grasp, she closed her eyes. It did not take two minutes for her to fall asleep. He could tell she was

tired. Seeing how easy she was to convince and how easy it was for her to trust him, he knew she definitely was

not opposed to him. The thought made

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him smile. He watched for a few minutes till he fell asleep, completely forgetting his promise.

Luckily, the next morning, he woke up before her and left before she could wake up. When he stepped out of the

door, he met a paused Mark coming out of the kitchen. Mark raised a brow at the room he stepped out of. From

what he recalled, Lydia had entered that room last night while taking a call. Did she not use it?

"Is she awake?" he probed.

"No," Harry answered, and he went to clean up under Mark's impressed gaze.

By the tLydia woke up, Harry was not in the room, which made her sigh in relief. When she recalled their

conversation the night before, she felt herself turn red. Just then, she heard a knock on the door. She

immediately pretended to be asleep before the door opened. When Harry walked into the room, he had the

sense that she was awake. But he still approached her bed and leaned in to place a kiss on her face.

"Wake up, baby," he said, and he saw her face slowly turn red. She knew she had been caught, so she opened

her eyes and threw him a look of blame.

"Come, let us return to the hotel. You need to pack. We are returning in the afternoon," he said. She slowly got

up and went to clean up. By the tshe was ready, she was wearing her jeans and shirt from the previous day.

She had put it in the washing machine and dryer before putting it on again, so that she would not smell on the

way back. By the tshe walked out

into the living room, she saw Harry seated with the other two, looking tired. Between them was a phone placed

on the center table.

"It seems your aunt has decided to make sure your ex-uncle-in-law sleeps on the streets," a voice on the other

end of the phone that was on speakers sounded into the living room.

"It seems he had given sbenefits to slow-level staff, Lucy, something... Lucy Gruel to move sof his

tax information without your aunt's knowledge. Anyway, this will be a long divorce battle." The person on the

other end, seemingly a middle-aged man, continued to update. Harry noticed the moment she entered the room

and kept his eyes fixed on her every move. Seeing as Harry was not responding, Ethan and Mark followed his

eyes to see Lydia entering the kitchen. She took out a bottle of cold water when Harry frowned. "It's too cold; |

will buy you milk tea when we are leaving," Harry said to her when he saw her actions, and Lydia paused and

weighed between the drink before and a cup of milk tea. The milk tea won, so she put it back. "Sister-in-law,"

Ethan and Mark greeted.

"Good morning," Lydia answered, and a small smile peeked out of the corner of Harry's lips. He liked the fact that

she just accepted the greeting without protest. She walked over to where they were seated just in tfor the

call to end.

"It seems you are busy; we will talk later," the person on the other end said, and Harry ended the call. He put

away his phone, picked up Lydia's bag in one hand, took one of her hands in

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the other, and walked out. Ethan saw his action and glanced at Mark. "They really moved fast," he commented.

"Can you guess where Harry slept last night?" Mark asked, and Ethan paused before his brain cells kept up with

the conversation.

"That quickly?" he asked, and they picked up several black boxes to leave. By the tthey got to the front yard,

they saw Harry leaving in a taxi with Lydia.

"He really disregards his good brothers the moment he finds a wife," Ethan said in shock.

"Would you really like to sit in the staxi? They obviously want to be alone." Mark scoffed and took out his

phone to call a new taxi.

In the taxi that had just left, Lydia turned to Harry to ask the time.

"It's fine; you still have time; | will send you to the hotel first. You go ahead and pack up. | will cget you

later," he said to her. "You don't need to cpickup," she muttered, and he leaned closer even though he

had

heard her.

"What did you say?" he asked, and when she saw the teasing look in his eyes, her eyes colored red, and she

looked away.

"What will you have with your milk tea?" he asked.

"Anything sweet," she said, and he smiled. He guessed that she had a sweet tooth. He had been observing her

the whole trip; she enjoyed snacking on something sweet, no matter what. By the tthey got to the hotel, the

hallways were empty. They knew a lot of people had left to buy sthings before they had to get on the bus.

He escorted her to her room before handing her a bag full of painting supplies. Before she could turn away, he

gave her a sneaky peck on the lips.

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