GoodReadChapter 158 Teresa locked the door behind her. The warmth of the apartment calmed her slightly.
Eric had already headed into the living room. She noticed his foot and asked, "What happened to your foot?" "Don't even ask." He sat down and propped his foot up on the coffee table. "Someone rammed intodownstairs and madefall into the bushes. I twisted my ankle on the way down. Cand check it out for me. Massage it or something. It fucking hurts." Teresa hurriedly got a hot compress. She applied it to his ankle and helped him massage the area.
"Where did you go in the afternoon?" Eric asked. "Why are you back so late?" She told him about heading to Vincent's hand cooking for Anna. She also mentioned that Anna wanted to hire her as her nutritionist.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore she could finish, Eric said, "You have to do it! That's 8000 dollars a month, and you'll have someone picking you up and dropping you off. Why turn it down?" "You're okay with it?" "Of course! 8000 dollars is a lot of money! Would anyone say no to more money?" Teresa knew Eric was crazy about money; so was she. They were regular people, after all. They knew how important money was.
However, his words still upset her a little. "Didn't you say you wantedto stay hso I could take better care of myself and get ready for a child?" He waved his hand. "That's a different story. Being a nutritionist for Mrs. Lewis Senior won't affect that." "Then... should I tell Tiff about this? Vincent Lewis is her boss, after all. Will it affect her job if I work as a nutritionist for his grandmother?" "What the fuck? What's there to tell? It's not like she can pay you 8000 dollars a month!" Eric snapped. "Besides, how will it affect her? You're doing your job while she does hers!" Teresa fell silent. She still thought it'd be better to tell Tiffany about this.
Eric seemed to see through her. He warned, "You'd better stop telling her everything that happens. If she really cared about us, she wouldn't have allowed us to head to the Lewis residence and be humiliated like that." Teresa frowned. "You're the one who wanted to go." "I was doing it for her own good! I thought she'd be settled for life once she married into a family like the Lewises, Eric said. "But look at how dumb she was-she let a perfectly good relationship slip through her fingers. She even madelose my contract!" bshe He roared. "I won't let her off the hook for this!" Teresa gave in when she saw how mad he was. "Alright, I'll do as you say. I'll keep this from her for now." "It's not just for now. Don't ever tell her about this!" He rolled his eyes. "She's such a waste of space!" Tiffany and Vincent were still stuck in his car. It had already been half an hour, but roadside assistance had yet to arrive.
Tiffany was curled up in Vincent's arms. Thad never passed this slowly.
Her heart was racing, and her brain had turned to mush. Even her hair felt like it was on fire as she recalled how Vincent had kissed and touched her.
She wasn't alone in this. Vincent's heart was still pounding, too. They were soaked through from the rain but could feel each other's warmth through their clothes.
A beam of light shone on them. Roadside assistance had arrived. Vincent tugged Tiffany's shirt down before getting out of the car with her in his arms.
It was still raining. She wanted him to put her down so she could walk, but he didn't give her the chance. He kept her in his arms as he got into the car that had been sent to pick them up.
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He placed her on the seat before heading back to his car. When hen returned, he held two bags. He pulled alscarf from one of the bags and wrapped it around her. "This is..." Tiffany recognized it. It was the scarf he'd given her the first the'd tried to compensate her. It was the one she'd rejected.
She was surprised he still had it, but what was more surprising was that he'd kept it in his trunk the whole time.
The other bag contained the skincare set for pregnant women. "I bought this for you. Since you already know its from me, keep it. Don't return it toanymore." Tiffany's heart warmed. "Mr. Lewis..." "Are you still gonna callthat?"
Vincent brushed her cheek and gave her a heated look. "I've kissed and touched you to my heart's content. Do you think I'm not gonna bear the responsibility for that?"
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