Chapter 13— Don't get your hopes high

Cora's POV

I stared down at my wrist, the bracelet sitting pretty on my right wrist since my left was still slightly injured.

A 500,000 piece of jewelry was on me. How'd that even happen? And he indirectly said he wasn't going to get it. What changed his mind?

“So you actually do believe in romance novels then,” I muttered to Calvin who sat beside me. We were on our way to the dinner his mum hosted and Calvin turned to me but didn't utter a word.

“And 500,000 for jewelry for me? You opened my company too, Mr Calvin? Is there something I'm missing now?”

Calvin ran his hands through his hair, an action I was just seeing him do which meant frustration, “I don't want questions,” his voice was cold and that made me pause.

I thought… he was becoming warm. I thought we were.

“Don't act all cocky, it was simply a question,” I rolled my eyes and grabbed my earpods but my mind still stayed on the question. Was he a fan of fiction? How'd he know about that familiar scene that happens in every no