Chapter 192 Posturing
- Ashton snorted and put me down on my feet. Throwing John and the roses he was holding a scornful look, he said indifferently, “You like this sort of courting method?”
- “No.” I paused before adding, “But a lot of women do.”
- He pursed his lips and crossed his arms before his chest. When it seemed like he had no intention of going inside, I questioned, “Aren’t you going to leave?”