Chapter 209: Chapter 209
But Irene Rowe seemed to have already sensed his movement and turned away.
She curled her red lips, disappointment in her almond eyes, "Austin White, I think it would be better for us to keep our distance in the future."
Walking from the office area just now, she kept hearing others’ discussions. She thought she could disregard societal views and try things out with Austin, but what just happened made her realize a lot.
The feelings between her and Austin White weren’t so easy to come together.
There was an insurmountable gulf between them.
Like knowing Austin White for so long, all she knew was he was Seraphina Sinclair’s godson, a hacker, but she knew nothing else about him. Why he got angry just now, she couldn’t guess.
For a man she knew nothing about—no, even just a young boy—why did she so easily have feelings?
Perhaps she and Austin were wrong from the start. A mistaken relationship could only end sooner rather than later, to stop the loss in time.
She had figured it out now and didn’t want to continue this ambiguous entanglement.
But Austin didn’t think that way. He liked Irene Rowe, he wanted to be her boyfriend, he wanted to shelter her from wind and rain.
Even if she might not want that at all.
He didn’t know why, but he always felt that if he let Irene Rowe go here, they would never have another chance.
Before he could think of how to make Irene Rowe stay, his body had already moved. He quickly approached Irene Rowe, wrapped his large hands around her slender waist, and kissed those fiery red lips without hesitation.
Irene Rowe was stunned.
In her over twenty years of life, it was the first time someone had kissed her forcibly!
And it was a barely adult man!
She wanted to cut off this relationship, but somehow couldn’t bear to push away this boy who clung to her like glue.
His kiss was unripe, just a simple lip-to-lip contact, without deeper engagement.
But even such a simple kiss made Irene Rowe’s heart flutter, even a bit greedily hoping the kiss could last a little longer.
What to do, she clearly wanted to leave, but now can’t let go.
After an unknown amount of time, Austin White finally let go of Irene Rowe, but his arms still held her, even tighter now.
Irene Rowe was a woman with plenty of charm, though she hadn’t been in romantic relationships before, she had dealt with quite a few men. Facing the childlike purity of Austin White at this moment, she didn’t know how to react.
She stared blankly at Austin White and only after a while did she softly say, "You’re squeezing me too tight."
"I’m sorry, Irene, I didn’t mean to." Austin’s face flushed red at her words, quickly letting go of Irene Rowe, speaking with a nervous stutter.
What had he done just now! Oh God!
He had actually kissed Irene Rowe forcibly!
It’s all over, truly over now. Before they became boyfriend and girlfriend, his actions were just harassment, now Irene Rowe would surely never pay attention to him again.
He lowered his head, his palms nervously sweating, nowhere near his usual elegance.
But who knew, instead of getting angry, Irene Rowe laughed softly, "Look at you all scared, where did that determination from your kiss go?"
Austin immediately raised his head upon hearing the laugh, stunned, "Irene, you’re not angry?"
"I want to be angry, but faced with a silly boy like you, I wouldn’t know where to direct my anger." Irene Rowe bit her red lips, and seeing Austin’s panicked expression, the decision she just made instantly collapsed.
This boy was too adorable; she had to have him.
"So, you mean you’re not mad at me?" Austin scratched the back of his head, a bit bashfully.
Irene raised an eyebrow, arrogantly looking at him with her chin, "Uh-huh."
"Austin, since you kissed me, you must take responsibility," Irene interrupted him, her soft voice carrying a hint of coyness.
Though Austin had never been in a romantic relationship, he wasn’t ignorant, hearing her words, he was so overjoyed he nearly jumped up, "Irene, you mean, you want to date me?"
Irene didn’t answer directly but instead, stood on tiptoe and kissed Austin’s thin lips.
Just a light peck, not going deeper. After kissing Austin, Irene quickly stepped back two steps, clasped her hands behind her back, and gave him an enchanting smile, "That’s my answer."
After saying this, Irene turned and walked down the rooftop, leaving Austin in a chaotic state alone on the rooftop.
Had Irene just kissed him?
Had Irene agreed to be his girlfriend?
The love came so quickly, he almost went crazy with joy, nearly forgetting about Seraphina’s matter.
After shouting twice to the sky, Austin calmed his excited mood and then left.
Walking past the office area again, everyone’s eyes on him were different.
He seemed to hear someone discussing quietly, but he didn’t have time to deal with them now, he just wanted to finish what he had left undone earlier.
He went to Seraphina Sinclair’s office, saw Desmond Fairchild standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, and his previously happy expression immediately fell.
"Desmond Fairchild, who on earth are you?"
Desmond Fairchild turned around, still with that ever-unfaltering poker face, his abyss-deep eyes devoid of any emotion, "Don’t you know who I am?"
Austin smirked as he approached him, each step filled with danger, "You’re not Desmond Fairchild, or rather, you’re more than just Desmond Fairchild. Who exactly are you, and what are your intentions for approaching my godmother?"
"Austin, you’re overthinking it." Desmond turned his back, his deep eyes gazing out the window as if pondering something. Follow current novels on novel(ꜰ)ire.net
Yet at this moment, Austin didn’t want to waste words with him, rushing up to give him a punch directly.
Desmond wasn’t the type to take things lying down, even if the other party was Seraphina’s godson, he had to fight back.
But this counteraction made Austin think even more.
After exchanging dozens of moves, Austin’s expression grew colder, his tone more severe, "You’re surely not ordinary; your skills might surpass even special troop officers. Who exactly are you?"
"As the boss of Cloudsea, isn’t it understandable to learn some self-defense for protection?" Desmond stepped back two paces, tidying himself, his tone as plain as talking about what he ate for lunch today.
Austin was no nobody; coming to Bayside City this time was for an important task.
He didn’t have the evidence to prove Desmond’s true identity, but he was eighty percent sure Desmond’s identity was far more than just the president of Cloudsea Group.
Thinking of this, Austin gritted his teeth, "Desmond, I don’t care who you are, as long as you don’t harm my godmother and Jude, everything can be discussed. Otherwise, I will kill you."
"My wife and kids, I naturally will treat with care. No need for your constant reminders." Desmond lowered his gaze again, turning back to look out the window as if he didn’t want to argue with Austin any further.