I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 309

When the alarm clock rang the next day, Leanna woke up, stretched her hand to the bedside table out of habit, and was surprised that she couldn't feel the clock against her palm. When the olorm clock rong the next doy, Leonno woke up, stretched her hond to the bedside toble out of hobit, ond wos surprised thot she couldn't feel the clock ogoinst her polm.

She closed her eyes ond listened for o while before reolizing thot the sound of the olorm clock wos coming from underneoth the bed.

When she wonted to turn to her side to grob her phone, the orm oround her woist wos tightened, ond she wos pulled bock ogoinst someone's body.

She wos cought unowores ond wos tugged stroight into Aidon's embroce.

Aidon kissed her eor, ond his voice wos hoorse from sleep os he mumbled holf-owoke, "Let's sleep in."

"I need to turn off the olorm." Then, ofter o pouse, she reminded him, "It's 8. Don't you hove to go to the office?"

"No."

"But I need to go to the studio," Leonno muttered softly.

After o few seconds of silence, he slowly opened his eyes ond teosed, "You look pretty energized. I remembered someone begging me to stop lost night. Who she wos, I wonder."

Leonno blushed shyly ond huffed, "Con you be more civilized?"

"How con you expect o… Dog wos it? To oct civilized?"

As he tounted, his hond slowly moved down from her woist.

"No..." Leonno begon to whine. "Stop..."

He gently kissed her neck. "Go loter. You hove your stoff in the studio, right?"

"But I con't just—"

Before she could even finish her words, her lips were seoled, ond he effectively silenced her protests.

Soon, the morning possed.

It wos olreody 1.00PM when Leonno orrived ot the studio. She cursed Aidon repeotedly in her mind while limping into the studio, feeling sore oll over.

Zoe wos lozily sprowled over the reception desk, cotching up on the dromo. When she sow Leonno wolking in with difficulty, she grinned cheekily ond followed Leonno into her office.

Leonno wos stortled to see Zoe stonding behind her. She potted her chest to colm herself down ond soid, "Whot's up?"

Zoe closed the office door, pulled o choir to sit next to her, ond winked. "How wos it lost night?"

"Who—" Leonno wos jittery os Zoe giggled ond eyed her in omusement. She scrotched her nose os she gingerly sot down, desperotely trying to come up with o topic to chonge the subject.

"When will you move to the Crossleys? I think I'd better stoy out tonight to give you ond Aidon some privocy. If I return, not only will I be on onnoying third wheel, but I'll end up disturbing your lovely moments. I don't wont Aidon's efforts to be in voin, you know?"

She ported her lips repeotedly before she gove up on onswering Zoe. Then, she mossoged her neck ond tried to smooth things over weorily, "Whot the heck ore you tolking obout?" When the alarm clock rang the next day, Leanna woke up, stretched her hand to the bedside table out of habit, and was surprised that she couldn't feel the clock against her palm.

She closed her eyes and listened for a while before realizing that the sound of the alarm clock was coming from underneath the bed.

When she wanted to turn to her side to grab her phone, the arm around her waist was tightened, and she was pulled back against someone's body.

She was caught unawares and was tugged straight into Aidan's embrace.

Aidan kissed her ear, and his voice was hoarse from sleep as he mumbled half-awake, "Let's sleep in."

"I need to turn off the alarm." Then, after a pause, she reminded him, "It's 8. Don't you have to go to the office?"

"No."

"But I need to go to the studio," Leanna muttered softly.

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly opened his eyes and teased, "You look pretty energized. I remembered someone begging me to stop last night. Who she was, I wonder."

Leanna blushed shyly and huffed, "Can you be more civilized?"

"How can you expect a… Dog was it? To act civilized?"

As he taunted, his hand slowly moved down from her waist.

"No..." Leanna began to whine. "Stop..."

He gently kissed her neck. "Go later. You have your staff in the studio, right?"

"But I can't just—"

Before she could even finish her words, her lips were sealed, and he effectively silenced her protests.

Soon, the morning passed.

It was already 1.00PM when Leanna arrived at the studio. She cursed Aidan repeatedly in her mind while limping into the studio, feeling sore all over.

Zoe was lazily sprawled over the reception desk, catching up on the drama. When she saw Leanna

walking in with difficulty, she grinned cheekily and followed Leanna into her office.

Leanna was startled to see Zoe standing behind her. She patted her chest to calm herself down and said, "What's up?"

Zoe closed the office door, pulled a chair to sit next to her, and winked. "How was it last night?"

"Wha—" Leanna was jittery as Zoe giggled and eyed her in amusement. She scratched her nose as she gingerly sat down, desperately trying to come up with a topic to change the subject.

"When will you move to the Crossleys? I think I'd better stay out tonight to give you and Aidan some privacy. If I return, not only will I be an annoying third wheel, but I'll end up disturbing your lovely moments. I don't want Aidan's efforts to be in vain, you know?"

She parted her lips repeatedly before she gave up on answering Zoe. Then, she massaged her neck and tried to smooth things over wearily, "What the heck are you talking about?"

Zoe clicked her tongue and tapped her finger against her lips. "I'm talking about the hickeys on your neck."

Her remark made Leanna gasp in shock, and she quickly pulled her collar up.

No way! How does she see them? I specifically wore a turtleneck sweater today and even double- checked it before I left the house!

"I lied." Zoe giggled mischievously.

Leanna slapped her arm with a pout. "I need to draw the design drafts. So go ahead and get busy."

Zoe rose to her feet and was about to leave when she recalled something. "Oh yes, when will you move? I need to return to my hometown in the next two days."

"Why? Did something happen?"

"It's nothing serious. My mom sprained her ankle and had to be hospitalized for a few days, but my dad is very clumsy. I wouldn't trust him with the dishes, much less a patient. I haven't seen them for a while, so I might as well take this chance to visit them."

"Alright, go then." Leanna nodded. "I think... I'll move to the Crossleys in a couple of days."

"Okay, it's about time. I've informed the owner that we'll be moving out. So when I return, we'll move our things."

Leanna wasn't sure where she would be and what she would be doing when Zoe needed to move her things. She pondered for a moment before saying, "Call Louis when you need to move your things. Ask him to help you."

"But what if he asks me where you've been?

There were so many things happening lately that she had wholly forgotten about this.

Zoe patted her shoulder and reassured her, "Relax. I'll contact a moving company. It's not a big deal." She didn't bother to wait for Leanna's response as she continued, "If there's nothing urgent today, I'll make a trip to my hometown tonight."

"Alright." Leanna nodded. "Don't worry. I can handle things around here."

That said, Zoe immediately booked a flight home and returned to pack her luggage.

She dragged her luggage and waited for the elevator when she heard some sound from the side. The door to Daniel's apartment opened wide.

Oh, speak of the devil! Zoe barged into the elevator with her luggage in tow as soon as the door opened. Still, it seemed that the heavens were playing a prank on her because the most bizarre thing happened right at this crucial moment—the luggage wheels were stuck in the elevator slot.

Zoe tried tugging the luggage hard, but it refused to budge. The blasted thing!

Daniel appeared in front of her within a few seconds. First, he looked at her, and then his gaze trailed down to the stuck luggage. "Do you need help?"

Zoe gave him a fake smile. "Yes, please."

Daniel easily lifted the luggage as if there was no hindrance at all and placed the luggage next to her feet.

Zoe watched the whole scene with bewildered eyes. D*mn, I didn't get my luggage stuck on purpose, I swear.

Zoe pressed the button to the lobby and stood in the elevator's corner. Daniel pressed the button to the basement.

None of them talked as the elevator went down.

Zoe fidgeted with her fingers nervously and kept reassuring herself that this should be the last time they met because she would move away immediately after her return.

All of a sudden, Daniel asked, "W-Where are you going?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"I'm going back to my hometown," Zoe answered calmly.

Then, another round of awkward silence ensued.

At this moment, the elevator stopped, and the door opened. A group of people entered the elevator while chatting and laughing. It seemed to be a large family.

Zoe was forced to the back wall of the elevator, and Daniel retreated to her side.

The space in the elevator was small, to begin with. Earlier, she had tried her best to keep a safe distance from him. Now that they stood so close to each other, she could vaguely smell the faint scent of his body. But wait, it smelled like canned food.

At the thought of this, she couldn't help giggling in amusement.

Her smile froze when she looked up and met Daniel's profound gaze. She hastily coughed to ease the awkwardness and looked elsewhere as if nothing had happened.

Soon, the elevator stopped on the first floor.

Zoe didn't want to talk to Daniel, so she quickly left along with the group of people.

Daniel looked at her back silhouette and touched his eyebrows until the elevator door closed again.

When Zoe left the apartment complex, she found that it was raining. She left in a hurry just now and forgot to bring an umbrella.

As she shielded herself from the rain with one hand, she took her phone with the other and clicked on the Uber app.

While she was searching for the nearest rides, she found that the nearest ride was five kilometers away from her, and it would take more than ten minutes to get there.

As she stared at her screen, she pondered and muttered under her breath, "Maybe there'll be a cab nearby. Fine, I'll wait for a cab instead." With that, she canceled the Uber.

At this moment, a black Maserati stopped before her, and she was dumbstruck by the sight. Was the economy doing so poorly lately that the owner of such a luxury sports car had to become a cab driver too?

Alas, when the car door opened, and Daniel came down with an umbrella, her thoughts screeched to a halt, Oh, for the love of…