Love Of Tomorrow

Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Seat Belt

Suddenly, Hanson leaned toward Vania. The close distance of his handsome face to Vania surprised her as she turned pale. What is this man up to now?

A thought immediately came to her mind—Hanson was about to kiss her. Looking at her panicked look, Hanson smiled as he intentionally moved closer to her with his gaze fixed on her lips.

“Ah…” Vania yelped as she pressed her hands on his firm chest with her eyes closed out of fear.

It was only when she noticed that there was no movement from Hanson after seconds had passed did she slowly open her eyes. She saw him giggling beside her.

Hanson had not noticed that this was the first time he had ever laughed aloud. Staring at Vania’s face, he teased in a flirtatious manner, “Wanted me to kiss you?”

Vania was speechless. With her embarrassment turned into anger, she turned her face away as she looked out of the car window. Who wants a kiss from him? But, why is my heart beating so fast? Her heart was thumping so hard that it felt like it would jump out of her mouth any moment now. Her cheeks tinged with crimson red as they grew hotter by the second.

Hanson was afraid that Vania had gotten mad at his actions. Hence, after a mild laughter of amusement, he returned to his proper behavior. “You’re not wearing your seat belt.” Saying that, he put her seat belt on for her before returning to his seat.

Currently, Vania felt like finding some hole in the ground to hide inside from the embarrassment she was feeling. He only wanted to put my seat belt on, so why did I think of those things? Looks like I’ve been watching too many of those idol dramas that I’m starting to have a rich imagination.

Just as Vania was beating herself up in her mind, Hanson quipped flirtatiously, “I wouldn’t say no if you insist, though.”

Insist, my foot! This geezer is pure evil. It should be clear to him that I am embarrassed right now, yet he still intentionally continued that conversation. Really, that mouth of his is just bad to the bones.

At this point, Vania chose to avoid Hanson’s gaze as she looked out the window. She kept quiet and refused to engage with him, for she had thrown every vulgar remark she knew at him… in her mind.

Hanson, on the other hand, was acting like a mischievous brat that had successfully pulled a prank, for he was in a good mood throughout the journey.

After a while, the speedy car came to a stop at a customized entrance.

It was the entrance to a clothing store that housed collections of custom-made orders by major brands. Here, rental of clothing was not an option, and customers would have to make a purchase should they fancy any of the clothing here. To Vania’s knowledge, the owner of the store was extremely resourceful and capable, as the owner had managed to obtain unique designs from all the major brands. Every one of the clothing in here was priceless as they were truly one of a kind. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Puzzled, Vania questioned, “Why did you bring me here?”

As though the answer was obvious, Hanson answered, “Obviously, it’s to buy some clothing for you.” Why else would I bring you to a clothing store?

Vania’s jaw dropped at the man’s answer as she could not understand what Hanson’s motive was. “Why are you suddenly buying clothes for me?”

“Because it would be the dress you’re wearing for today’s event.”

Vania blinked at his answer. “I’ve already decided what I would be wearing for the event.”

However, Hanson did not wish to argue with her on the matter and said in a forceful manner, “Be a good girl and listen to me.”

“You…” Before Vania could finish her sentence, Hanson’s handsome face came close to hers once more before he threatened, “Are you trying to make me kiss you so that you’ll shut up?”

Vania held her tongue instantly. Why is this man being so weird today? Every word from his mouth is borderline obscene today.

Since she had stopped resisting, Hanson triumphantly brought her into the store. When they entered the store, the store manager greeted them with a smile on her face. “Welcome, President Luke.”

Hanson nodded as a reply before coming to a stop at the section where the women’s dresses were. “Pick a dress for her.”

The store manager had been eyeing Vania ever since Vania first stepped foot into the store as she was attracted by Vania’s beauty and elegance. Many ideas sprung in the store manager’s mind at the image of Hanson right beside Vania.