CHAPTER- 34

Ace POV:

I bit my tongue, cursing myself.

For the past two days.

She is avoiding me but she talks to me.

She is ignoring me but at the same time, she's not.

Ugh...Fuck me!

Last night she slept on the couch.

No good night, no massages, she didn't even glanced at me when I entered the room.

She makes breakfast, lunch, and dinner and eats with me.

But in uncomfortable silence.

She only talks with me when I ask her to do something and when she asks me if I want something to eat.

That's it.

I was angry and irritated at that time when I said those words.

I regret it.

But I didn't tell her to stop talking to me.

I straightened my posture as a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.

"Come in," I said, organizing the dishelved table.

A petite figure came inside carrying a tray. My Mini.

Her head hung low as the few strands of her hair brushed past against her forehead.

Gently, she placed the tea on the table and started to walk away, silently.

She didn't even bother to look at me. Stubborn.