Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 288 - 189: Michael Quinn: Off on a Trip, Remember to Miss Me_2

Nora Scott didn’t resist, frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "A friend."

Pedro Langley squinted his eyes slightly, "Very close?"

He couldn’t hear what the other person on the phone was saying, but just listening to Nora Scott’s words, it seemed like they were discussing business, though her tone was extremely relaxed and casual. It was clear that they had a close relationship, more than just ordinary acquaintances.

Undeniably, he felt a rush of jealousy.

"It’s okay." Nora Scott answered somewhat vaguely.

"..."

Just hearing her answer, it was obvious that "okay" didn’t quite capture the depth of the relationship.

After a moment, Pedro Langley asked, "When did you meet?"

"Five years ago."

"Have you been in contact all this time?"

"Yes."

"..."

The jealousy seemed to swell even more, bubbling and rolling.

When it came to knowing and spending time with Nora Scott, Pedro Langley only had a year. Based on what she said, for these five years, she not only was in contact with the person on the call but undoubtedly shared many experiences.

During those missing five years, Nora Scott might have shared life-and-death moments with another man. Realizing this, Pedro Langley’s mood turned sour.

"During the year I took a break from school, at the end of the year, I wanted to venture into the Northwest."

Nora Scott started speaking on her own, perhaps sensing something from Pedro Langley’s lack of response.

"I flew there on New Year’s Eve and got there quite late, so I randomly picked an inn to stay. This inn turned out to be quite interesting, with a motley crowd, and there was trouble late at night."

"People often act recklessly around me because I look so good... Anyway, I ended up fighting, breaking a few tables. Then the owner came out to calm things down and offered me a free stay."

"He was the innkeeper."

Nora Scott finished speaking slowly.

One accident initiated her partnership with Boss Alex.

"You smashed up his place and he let you stay for free?" Pedro Langley asked, his brows tightly furrowed, with a tense aura enveloping him, and he bit out his words, "Did you ever suspect he was either a fool or attracted to you?"

"..."

Nora Scott gave him a glance and then avoided eye contact.

Very guilty.

Pedro Langley keenly noticed something was amiss and grew angrier, "Does he like you?"

"..."

Nora Scott didn’t answer.

The anger in his eyes intensified, and Pedro Langley suppressed his sharp and intense feelings, asking again, "Did you ever date him?"

"No."

This time, Nora Scott answered quickly.

However, negating this question implicitly affirmed the previous one...

So, the restrained feelings of jealousy and anger finally couldn’t be suppressed, bubbling up furiously.

Pedro Langley, consumed by anger, said, "Nora Scott, you chatting and laughing with him on the phone, who are you trying to upset?"

"..."

Huh?

Nora Scott looked at him confusedly, with furrowed brows, wanting to reason with him.

However, as his arm wrapped around her shoulder from behind, pushing her closer to him, she was rendered speechless.

Pedro Langley leaned down and stopped her from saying anything.

*

When reaching the alley, the sky started to drizzle.

The car’s atmosphere was unusually quiet.

Nora Scott sat by the car window, slightly opened it, letting cool wind mixed with drizzling rain in, hitting her hair strands, cheeks, neck, and ears, dispersing the steadily rising warmth on her skin and lips, leaving behind a hint of indescribable feeling.

Her expression was cold and stiff, and with her demeanor alone, she froze the atmosphere inside the car.

The car stopped.

Rustling noises came from beside her; Nora Scott frowned but didn’t turn her head to look, only speaking coldly, "I’m alone."

Pedro Langley paused his movements and asked, "Is Marcus Shaw coming home tonight?"

"..."

Nora Scott didn’t answer, reaching out to open the car door.

Pedro Langley added, "I’ll come pick you up tomorrow."

"..."

She still didn’t respond.

The car door opened, letting cool wind and drizzling rain blow in, causing her to squint slightly.

"Take an umbrella—"

"Bang."

The sound of the car door closing in anger was his only reply.

Through the car window, Pedro Langley watched her departing figure, wisely refraining from getting out to chase her for fear of upsetting her further.

The wind lifted the hem of her dress, making it flutter behind her, tall and slender, walking with an innate pride.

Pedro Langley was momentarily dazed, recalling the sensation and taste from earlier.

Soft, sweet, fiery.

He didn’t get a beating.

Because he didn’t get hit, Nora Scott’s pent-up anger had no outlet, leaving her in a foul mood.

As her silhouette grew further away, somehow, Pedro Langley’s lips curved into a smile, and the built-up jealousy and frustration in his heart dissipated considerably.

*

The caregiver and nanny had been dismissed, and Marcus Shaw went to school, advising him not to return tonight.