Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Chapter 1231

One day, Blake suddenly showed up at Rosalie's place unexpectedly. Rosalie had just woken up, and seeing someone in her home made her heart almost stop.

"How did you get in here?" Rosalie asked, her voice trembling a bit as she pointed at him.

"I didn't mean to just walk in. Your door was open," Blake explained, shrugging.

"Just because my door was unlocked doesn't mean you can come inside."

Rosalie was on high alert, knowing Blake was trying to get closer to her. Still in her pajamas, she looked quite surprised to see this audacious man in her home.

"I wouldn't have guessed you liked pink bunny pajamas." Blake found Rosalie not just standoffish but surprisingly cute, which made him more interested in her.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Rosalie felt her cheeks warm up but didn't show her anger. Instead, she stepped back to keep some distance between them. "So, why are you here?"

"Oh, I came to return your clothes that ended up in my yard," Blake replied, holding up the bundle of clothes awkwardly.

Rosalie took a closer look and realized it was her...

"You pervert."

"I'm not. They really did fly into my yard, so I brought them back," Blake said quickly, tossing them on the couch like they were burning him.

As he did, a white bra with little roses on it fell out.

"That's quite cute," Blake commented, trying not to laugh.

Rosalie felt her patience wearing thin. "Please leave my home now."

But Blake didn't want to go. Seeing Rosalie so annoyed somehow made him feel more drawn to her. "Why are you sending me away? I brought back your stuff. Don't you want to offer me some tea?" he joked.

Rosalie glared at him. "Mention that again, and I'll kick you out right away."

Blake got quiet then, but he sensed Rosalie wasn't as guarded, so he sat down on the couch.

Rosalie walked over, grabbed the clothes, and quickly hid them. Then, she went upstairs and closed her door behind her.

After calming down, she opened the door again. Blake heard the door opening and looked up, smiling.

Rosalie wanted to punch his face. "You've had your tea. Now leave.

She couldn't stand him being there any longer.