NovelEnglishFinnley kept calm but wondered secretly. “What do you want?” “Nothing.” Mya stood upright, blinking. “My fever was gone after | only took his medicine once. Don't you think it's really magical?” “He's a genius pharmacist.” “Right. | want to make friends with a genius pharmacist.” Worship was written all over her eyes. “It seems he’s handsome, young, and talented.” Finnley realized what she meant, wondering if she had a crush on Rowan.
Furrowing his brows slightly, Finnley looked at her weirdly, “You guys don't fit.” “Fit? Just making friends.” Mya didn’t mean that. “Just tell me. Are you willing to introduce or not?” “No. I'm not willing,” Finnley answered without hesitation.
Mya was surprised, feeling a bit embarrassed. The next second, she returned to normal. “It's alright. I'll ask Ivan to introduce me to him.” Finnley cast down his eyes and continued to read.
After darting at him, Mya felt bored. She suddenly asked, “Hey, do you have a girlfriend?” “Do you know what respect is?” Finnley didn’t look at her, staring at his book. He added, “Sometimes, respect means you'll never ask others about their privacy.” Mya was rendered speechless.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I'm not asking you for your privacy. Please don't misunderstand me. Besides, why would 1?” Mya explained hurriedly, “I... I'm curious. | wonder which woman can tolerate a man like you.” Finnley looked at her again. “What about me? What kind of man am 1?” “A neat freak,” she remarked honestly. “You can always see hair in a house with a woman. It's natural. Haven't you lived with your mother before?” Their eyes locked. After gazing at Mya for a few seconds, Finnley parted his lips. “It depends on whose hair it is.” Mya felt slightly awkward. “You disdain me, don’t you?” “Or what?” he asked.
Mya quieted down, but Finnley curled his lips into a polite smile. “Any other questions?” Mya felt too awkward.
Pounding the desk gently, she stood up. “Nah.” Then she turned away.
She could tell Finnley was similar to Ivan in terms of his character. One who lies down with dogs will get up with fleas. They both looked aloof and proud.
After Mya left, Finnley wasn't in the mood to read anymore. He closed the book.
Then he went to the living room, sat on the couch, closed his eyes, and rested.
He seemed to have no mood change at all. The calmness on his face was similar to the elegant flower in the vase. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't contacted his family.
He also missed his mother greatly.
Mya looked at the door of the bedroom from the inside. Lying prone on the bed, she was lost in thought.
Jennifer told her she had finished dubbing. Mya guessed she would soon go to work in the Marsh Group.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTherefore Mya would also go to work. Before graduating from college, she would take an internship at Ivan’s company.
The following morning.
When Finnley woke up, he found he was covered by a quilt. He was taken aback slightly as he only had a quilt, wondering what Mya used for the night.
He stood up and walked to the bedroom door.
When he hesitated if he would interrupt her by knocking on the door, the door was opened.
Mya put on her newly bought clothes and combed her hair without makeup. “I'm going to college today. So | got up earlier than usual.” Finnley looked over at the couch. “The quilt...” “I bought a new one, the same as yours. It's new. Please don’t worry.” Mya beamed at him and turned away. “You don't need to cook noodles for me this morning. Thank you.” mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLII0fiflO& 1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWL1i10fif10&1 mmMwWLIiI0fiflO&1
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