No Escape from Love

After a long pause, Alex let out a cold, disdainful snort. "You lack awareness, spout nonsense, and are utterly unreliable."

Those words were delivered with such iciness and ridicule that Julian finally realized how silent the other guests had become. He had become the main character of this gala-but it was the main character who was to be mocked.

Julian was stunned at first. Then, his face turned a bright red. He had been upset at first, but he quickly became furious.

He was enraged by the humiliation he just suffered.

With Julian still standing in place, Alex raised his wine glass slightly and said, "Enjoy yourselves, everyone."

Under the soothing music, the gala quickly returned to its lively, social atmosphere.

Everyone was enjoying themselves, except for the tactless Julian.

When the gala ended, I had almost forgotten about the disruption Julian caused. On the plane back to Grandview, Alex suddenly asked, "So, the reason you asked me if the Blakes would be at the gala on the way there was because Julian had already invited you?"

Alex seemed to be in a good mood.

I nodded.

"Then why didn't you accept his invitation?" he continued to ask.

"I hate him." Just mentioning Julian filled me with disgust.

Alex's mood seemed to improve even further. "Once we're back, I'll have my assistant transfer the money into your account."

I nodded again. Thankfully, the money was there to soothe the disgust that Julian caused me.

"Are you really that short on money?" Alex suddenly turned his head to look at me.

"I am." I nodded without hesitation. "Who wouldn't be? Not everyone's as rich as you are."

Alex chuckled and reached out to ruffle my hair.noveldrama

That felt so intimate. I looked at his handsome face and felt an involuntary rush of heat creep up my face.

"If you really need that much money,

you could move back into the

Hastings residence," Alex said as he withdrew his hand. He quickly returned to his usual composed demeanor. It was as if what

happened earlier was just a figment of my imagination.

"You'll be starting work soon, and the rental in Grandview isn't cheap," he continued.

I shook my head. "I won't go back."

"Why not?" Alex looked at me with a slight frown.

Because that's not my home.

But I didn't say that. Instead, I looked up at him and replied, "The one who

is going back to the

residence isn't me; it's

you."

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I pressed on, "The things you're

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concerned about... The wrongs may mother and... Basically, they have nothing to do with you. You shouldn't be the one left without a home."

Whenever this topic came up, it always felt like a heavy weight on my heart that suffocated me.

Unsurprisingly, Alex's expression darkened.

I thought he would lose his temper, but his voice merely turned a bit colder. "I've

already told you, this thing has nothing to do with you."

I lowered my head slowly.

But the Hastings residence wasn't my home either.

"If it's something you can't change, then there's no need to feel guilty," Alex said in

a frosty tone before picking up a book from the table.

I remained silent.

I really didn't know how to respond.