Chapter 812

Chapter 812

As he spoke, Kingsley leaned down to pick up the bowls on the table and gazed deeply at her. "You will never be my guest, so I don't want me to be your guest either. You don't need to be polite to me, and I will respect you."

When Sherman heard those words, her heart couldn't stop pounding.

When Kingsley came out after washing the dishes, Sherman handed him the towel and pointed to the documents on the coffee table. "I still have some documents to sort out."

"You sort out the documents while I watch TV. I won't disturb you." Kingsley wiped his hands and sat on the sofa.

Sherman also sat down and started dealing with the documents. There was still a little bit of work left to do today, so she had to get it done.

The TV was on and Kingsley's eyes turned slightly. He looked at the woman beside him on whom he had a crush.

The light was yellowish, neither too bright nor too dull. The color was soft and warm.

She appeared to have forgotten his presence. She sat there, som