Hearing her one words, she blushed profusely, she can not imagine that she said such a thing, it was as if she would just open up the ground and fall in it.
"You are free to punch me, Chelsea, punch me if you think it will make you better," Jaxtyn said.
His words caused Chelsea to gasp.
Chelsea looked at Jaxtyn now, she didn't want to say anything, neither did she wish to punch him.
Actually, her heart bleeds, just thinking of hitting this find man across the face is enough reason to wriggle her face and brush it aside from me.
"No, I wouldn't punch you, but just Let me have my way, I want to go home," Chelsea said.
"What is in your house? besides, I love the way your shirt suits you perfectly," Jaxtyn teased her.
'What? was Jaxtyn really playing over my intelligence?' Chelsea thought.
