58. Whether bored or not

"Erick, go home... I'm tired of seeing you."

Erick's eyes immediately became sharp. "Are you bored with me?!"

Angel nodded quickly with an indifferent face. "Yeah, I'm so bored with you."

"Angel, don't joke," Erick growled as he held the girl's shoulders tightly. "You can't get bored of me."

"Gosh... you're so strange, Erick... whether you're bored or not is up to me," answered Angel as she brushed the man's hand away roughly, turning her face to suppress the amused smile that was ready to bloom. Honestly, Erick's annoyed face looked so funny in her eyes right now.

"Now look at me." Erick grabbed Angel's face with both hands cupping the girl's cheeks tightly, his gaze sharp. "Now tell me you're bored with me."

Angel was silent, her gray irises were now entangled in bright brown eyes that looked so sharp but also moving. Her gaze descended along every perfectly carved curve of that pale face, stopping on the blood-red lips that always fascinated him.

How could Angel possibly get bore