Chapter 128 (2/2)

Kyle asked persistently, “You don’t seem to be getting close to me these days, is that my misunderstanding?”

“Yes… I suppose so…?”

“Yes, then can I sit next to you?”

“Uh, yes. Yes?”

Without hesitation, Kyle narrowed the distance between them while Noah was stuttering. Meanwhile, Noah was frozen like a rat in a jar and could only glare at the corn salad on her plate.

Wake up, Park Noah. It’s only the butler who’s sitting next to you now. The tough butler with the terror of scolding…

But as soon as Kyle took a seat next to her, all her efforts vanished like a smoke. Without the restraint, the table might have been broken in two.

“I can’t believe that Minister Rossinell is suspicious. I think you’re thinking the same thing as me, but first of all, where are we going tonight? Miss Noah. When a person talks, they look into the eyes of the person they’re talking with.”

As Noah stubbornly dodged his gaze, Kyle put his arms on the table and leaned over to her side. Even if she averted her eyes, Kyle was persistent. In the end, Noah blurted out.  “I didn’t wash up.”

“I don’t care.”

“The house is also very messy.”

“You talk as if that’s a new thing.”

Kyle seemed to have long been accustomed to her uncleanness. Well, this man was the one who cleaned up the mess in her house even when he mistook Noah for Eleonora.

“If you haven’t washed yet, you can bathe, and it was originally my job to clean up the house, so it’s not a good reason.”

Noah was rendered silent. Unfortunately, she was terrible at giving excuses.

“Why on earth are you avoiding me?”

Noah poked the steak with a fork, still not answering.

“Miss Noah.”

“…Yes?”

“Did I do something wrong?”