Chapter 153
Chapter 153:
The house was peaceful, broken only by the gentle sound of Karol humming in the kitchen. Kyson probably hadn’t come down yet. Kailey drew a shaky breath and forced herself forward.
Her resolve broke the instant she spotted a man’s figure in the dining room. She recognized his silhouette immediately. Her feet rooted to the spot, and for a brief moment she considered turning back — but she couldn’t keep dodging him. With a fresh surge of determination, she approached.
“Hi.” Her voice was uneasy. “Good morning p>
He nodded slightly, his eyes still fixed elsewhere.
Why was he acting this way? Puzzled, Kailey pulled out a chair and sat down. At twenty-one, she finally understood what it felt like when time moved painfully slow.
Kyson stayed silent, completely absorbed in stock prices on his phone, yet he still managed to dominate the room — composed, sharp, impossible to overlook.
Before long, another voice broke the quiet. “Kailey!” Karol appeared, cheerfully unaware of the tension, and set a plate of golden, flaky pastries on the table. “Have some — I made the dough last night. Kailey, want a glass of milk? Kyson, how about you p>
“I can handle it myself!” Kailey blurted, leaping from her seat. She filled two glasses with milk and slid one across to Kyson. Now was not the time to sit back and be waited on. She needed to leave a good impression.
Kyson finally looked up, catching the bright, hopeful smile she aimed his way. If feelings could wag their tails, hers would have been going wild. He was suddenly reminded of their childhood dog — a golden retriever that would sit at his side with pleading eyes whenever it wanted a treat or sensed it had misbehaved. A smile nearly surfaced, then vanished just as fast. “Thank you,” he said in a calm, controlled tone.
Kailey’s cheerful expression slipped, and she lowered herself back into her chair. She picked at her food, glancing at Kyson every now and then, desperate to figure out what he was thinking. But it was impossible to tell.
Re𝗮𝘥 𝘸𝗂t𝗁𝗈𝘶𝘁 𝗶ո𝘁e𝘳𝗋𝗎р𝘁i𝘰ns o𝗻
Maybe he wasn’t bothered. Maybe he thought it didn’t matter at all. That small spark of hope died just as quickly as it appeared. No — there was no way he didn’t care. If the situation were reversed, she knew she wouldn’t have been able to keep her composure either.
She set her fork down with a sharp clink.
Kyson lifted his gaze, eyes questioning.
“Just tell me what you’re thinking.” She drew in a shaky breath, shut her eyes, and forced the confession out. “Yesterday I really did go out and find a male escort. You should be upset, and I’ll do anything you ask to make things right p>
Silence hung in the air. Even Karol stopped humming.
When Kailey finally dared to look up, Kyson’s face was unreadable — calm and utterly composed. Karol hovered nearby, a small plate in her hand, staring at them both in stunned disbelief. Kailey had actually found a male escort? And Kyson had caught her in the act?