I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 233

Just as the bodyguard was about to walk over, someone wrapped an arm around Leanna's waist.

The next thing she knew, she was face-to-face with a urinal.

…

Before she knew what was going on, she heard footsteps echoing from outside the door.

She was soon dragged into a stall.

The bodyguards came charging in, banging door after door open as they checked through the toilets.

As her ears were filled with the banging of doors, her eyes widened. Why was Aidan here?

It took the bodyguards a short while before they reached Aidan and Leanna. He looked down into her eyes and tightened his grip around her waist to force her to lean into his arms. Then, he ducked his head down to bite her lips.

She began to struggle due to reflexes, but then he grabbed her wrists and pinned her against the stall's wall.

In the toilets, faint panting could be heard underneath the banging of the doors.

There was a hint of intimacy in the pants.

The bodyguards exchanged glances. All of them knew what was going on inside that specific stall.

"Do not get distracted," one of them whispered. "The car will be here soon. Let's go."

Soon, they were heard walking away.

Once the door slammed shut behind the men, Aidan finally let go of Leanna and stepped away while licking his lips in memory of what he had just tasted.

She, however, was furious. She whacked him with her bag as she shouted, "B*stard! You freaking pervert!"

When she was eventually done venting her anger, Aidan grabbed her wrist. "I just saved you. How ungrateful are you?"

"I did not ask you to do that!" She shot back.

Moreover, she was well wrapped up with her hood blocking most of her face from public view, so those bodyguards might not have recognized her.

If he had not dragged her into the toilet cubicles out of the blue, they might never suspect her of anything.

"As I have told you, Anna is crazy," he said. "If she sees you now, do you think she would really have mercy?"

Leanna did not want to discuss with Aidan about the what-ifs, though. She pushed him away and moved to leave, but then she heard two men speaking right outside.

Soon, she heard the sound of belts being unbuckled.

It was at that moment that she felt a strong urge to murder Aidan.

To her surprise, she did not end up hearing the expected sound of people pissing. Instead, Aidan pulled her into his arms once more and clamped his hands over her ears through her jacket's hood.

Pressed against his chest, she looked up at him with her beautiful eyes that only held his reflection.

It was as if the sounds from beyond their stall belonged to another world.

All she could feel was his heartbeat against her chest.

As he stared into her eyes, his lips twitched upward in a smirk while he slowly lowered his head.

Just as he was about to kiss her once more, she slapped him across the face.

He had no words to respond to that with.

Leanna ignored his silence and leaned against the door to listen to what was going on outside. Once she was certain there was no one outside, she pushed the door open and sped out of the men's toilets with her hood held low over her face.

Aidan then followed suit with a lick of his lips.

She had just arrived at the waiting area when someone dragged her by the arm and shoved her into a black car.

Inside the car, Jonathan was visibly surprised to see her there. "Ma—" he said in a daze before stopping himself. "Miss McKinney."

She smiled at him with an expression that could no longer be merely described as awkward.

Aidan opened the door on the other side of the car and entered. "Drive on," he ordered.

"Yes, sir," said Jonathan.

She held her tongue for ten minutes or so before she finally could no longer stand the suffocating atmosphere. "Why are you here, President Pearson?" she asked cautiously.

"I am here for a beating," Aidan replied without even looking at her.

Leanna was rendered speechless by that.

How very petty of him.

"Well, what you did is what a pervert would do," she insisted stubbornly. "I was just defending myself."

Aidan silently looked out of the window and ignored her.

She turned to sneak a glance at him. Was he truly angry about it?

He had kissed her for so long and even dragged her into the men's toilets, yet she had only slapped him once. She was already being kind.

Ignorant of the reason they were fighting again, Jonathan cleared his throat and changed the topic. "President Pearson, our investigations have revealed that the Crossleys arranged for Miss Anna to get on a ferry heading for Freyfront tonight. She would then fly on a private jet to Vinland."

There was a moment of silence before she asked, "Is she gone now?"

"Not yet," replied Jonathan. "Her ferry encountered some technical difficulties. She would only be departing tomorrow night at ten."

She did not need to ponder to know why the ferry had encountered technical difficulties.

At that thought, she turned to look at Aidan once more.

With the help of the dim streetlights, she noticed a few red streaks in the shape of fingers on his cheek.

Her eyes widened in disbelief. She did not recall hitting him that hard.

Why did his cheek look like that now? It made her feel quite guilty.

A few minutes later, the car pulled to a stop in front of a hotel.

This was the hotel Aidan had stayed in during his last trip to Weavside.

After getting out of the car, she grabbed her luggage and said to Jonathan, "I will not be going in, you guys..."

"Miss McKinney," Jonathan interrupted formally, "there are no other hotels nearby."

She turned to point at a huge building nearby that was labeled as a hotel. "I am looking at one."

"It is nearly Christmas," he retorted, continuing on with his lie. "It is the peak tourist season, so all those hotels are full."

Leanna sighed. Everyone had to earn a living somehow; he was working under Aidan, and survival was already a tough task.

She looked away from the distant hotel and walked past Aidan into the hotel.

Aidan languidly glanced at Jonathan with an imperceptible raise of his eyebrows before heading into the hotel as well. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Seeing that, Jonathan heaved a sigh of relief. Once more, he realized just how hard it was to be a personal assistant.

Leanna walked over to the receptionist and handed her ID. "One single room. Thanks."

She just so happened to have handed her ID over to the hotel manager, who had been briefing his staff on their duties. Just as he was about to ask her a few more questions, he spotted Aidan standing right behind her. He froze, stunned. When he made to greet Aidan, he saw a frown appear on Aidan's face.

Aidan then tilted his head and indicated for the manager to attend to Leanna first.

The manager glanced at Aidan before looking at Leanna in confusion. In the end, he turned to look at Jonathan in a silent plea for help. Jonathan responded by giving him a slight nod.

The manager instantly understood what was going on then. He secretly gestured OK to Aidan.

Finally, he turned back to Leanna and stated, "Miss, we are out of single rooms. Is it possible for us to assign you to a suite? We would still charge you the price of a single."

She massaged her temple in response. Did the manager think she did not see the silent conversation that had happened before her eyes?