chapter 55

Rosella Vincento

The man embarrassingly coughed. “..I'm not good looking.”

Rosella: “..!!” Did he just say he wasn't good looking?! What the fvck?!!! Rosella felt like leaning across the table and giving this man a tight slap across his face while shouting at him to correct the abomination he had just spouted but instead, she calmy brought out a little mirror and nonchalantly reapplied her lipstick. “Oh yeah, handsome is not your thing.”

The man chuckled and roughly ran his fingers through his hair. “Ouch, you're not just truthful, you're awfully truthful. Most people lie at this point ya know, so you won't hurt the latter's feelings.”

Rosella shrugged. “You're to be blamed for this, you said you liked truthful people.” The man sincerely smiled, his eyes lingering on Rosella's face. “I’m Justin and you're Rosella?”

“Yep.”

“I prefer Rosie, you don't mind if I call you that, do you?”

Rosella arched a brow. “Actually, I do mind. Only close friends are allowed to call me that, just call