Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 520 Relentless Pestering

The term 'virgin' made Callum feel a little awkward.

"Can't you put it in a better way?"

Elspeth was already speechless from the shock. Callum was popular with the women, so she couldn't believe that

he was actually a virgin.

"I didn't think you'd be so… chaste."

"Chaste?"

Callum wasn't quite informed about these things, so when he saw her laughing her butt off, he thought it was

something negative. He immediately frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, just—"

This fact was something she could be more or less happy about.

Elspeth was beaming when she looked at Callum, suddenly feeling that the pain she experienced last night wasn't

that unacceptable.

Even though Callum didn't know what she was talking about, she seemed quite happy, so he decided not to ask

further about it.

At that thought, he suddenly remembered some scenes from last night, and his gaze gradually deepened.

In his arms, Elspeth could feel something off and her face turned red in an instant. "What are you doing—"

Before she could finish speaking, her lips were suddenly sealed, and the rest of her sentence was cut off by him.

"Making babies."

Callum's voice was hoarse and deep, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became heated.

Elspeth didn't even have time to glare at him as she became weak from his kisses.

Damn, this guy is too good at this, she thought.

…

Meanwhile, Yelena had been frequenting the law firm for an entire week.

Every morning, she would pretend like it was an accidental meeting, then try to talk to him.

However, he maintained an impassive expression every time, as if he wasn't interested in her at all. He didn't seem

annoyed by her, but he didn't look like he would humor her either.

This disappointed her a little.

Nevertheless, she had always been a persistent person. Seeing him like that, she felt a little desolate, but she

perked up soon after and continued hitting on him.

This went on until the morning of the 7th day. When she pretended to bump into him with soy milk and waffles in

her hands, Hank finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Can you just stop appearing in front of me?"

Yelena shook her head. "No can do. I like you, so I insist on showing up in front of you."

The bold confession didn't move his heart one bit. Yelena gazed at his cold expression, then she suddenly felt

despair.

"You weren't like this before. Why are you as cold as ice now?"

Yelena crouched by the road and took a huge bite of the waffle. Unfortunately, the bite was too huge, so she

choked on it.

"I was never obliged to keep humoring you. Did you have the illusion that I would keep being nice to you simply

because I was nice to you before?"

His words were extremely cold and distant, and even Yelena was stunned.

"I—"

Because of the waffle in her mouth, Yelena's words were muffled, but the sobs in her throat were also concealed.

"So, if there's nothing important, stop appearing in front of me. I didn't want to tell you off before, but now I'm

really annoyed. Thoroughly annoyed."

Thoroughly annoyed?

Yelena looked down at her toes, fearing that she might see the coldness in his eyes.

"Got it. I won't bother you anymore," Yelena said in a small voice, then turned around and left.

Hank stood a distance away. Seeing her slightly drooping shoulders, he grunted, then gritted his teeth a little as he

said, "Don't persist if you can't hold out until the end. I've never seen anyone pursue their love interests like this."

What did he mean by that?

Yelena's disappointment immediately went away as she turned around to look at him. There was a gleam of

anticipation in her eyes as she asked, "So you're admitting that I'm pursuing you, right?"

She was pursuing him, not relentlessly pestering him. Even though his words were harsh, he was clearly trying to

get her to stay.

It made her feel embarrassed, though, as if she were a simp.

Hank didn't directly respond to Yelena's words. He turned around emotionlessly, then walked past her into the law

firm.

Seeing him like that, Yelena felt the fog in her heart clearing up in an instant. She even started humming in joy.

Seeing Hank going upstairs, Yelena went into the office as well to look for Summer. Then, Yelena gave the latter a

serving of the soy milk and waffles she was carrying.

These days, she would always come over and share her breakfast with Summer. Summer was already used to it, so

she took the food and started munching on the waffles with Yelena.

Summer tore off a piece of the waffle and tossed it into her mouth. Suddenly, surprise colored her eyes as she said,

"There's Nutella and biscuits inside! How !"

"Yes, I discovered this new menu recently. It doesn't taste too bad, does it?"

Yelena raised her chin at Summer gleefully. This was the most delicious waffle she had after trying out all the shops

nearby, so of course, it wouldn't be too shabby.

"It's delicious! But how's it going between you and Mr. Damazio? Does he still hate you?"

Yelena hadn't even swallowed the waffle in her mouth when she snatched Summer's waffle away and said fiercely,

"What are you talking about? When has he ever hated me?"

Summer was a little bewildered after having her waffle taken away, but for the sake of the delicious waffle, she

softened her tone as she said, "Okay, he doesn't hate you. What is it

called, then?"

Summer couldn't say something that wasn't true.

"This is called playing hard to get!"

Playing hard to get?

Summer was trying to get back the waffle, but when she heard that, she halted her attempts. She pulled out a

tissue and wiped her oily mouth and fingers, saying, "I think that sometimes, you have to be more realistic. When

you put it like that, it sounds like he's longing for you, but I really don't see that."

Every time Summer told Yelena that, the latter would always mention how close she and Hank were in the past, and

how considerate Hank was to her.

But as time went by, Summer grew tired of the same stories.

Judging by the current situation between the two, she really couldn't imagine Hank being considerate and caring

toward Yelena.

Even if Hank really did treat Yelena well before, that was in the past. Men's thoughts were impossible to fathom,

and it was only reasonable for them to change their minds quickly.

Yelena showed off the ring on her finger. The butterfly's wings were crystal clear as they reflected the light

brilliantly. "Look, I still have the matching rings we got, and he's always wearing it as well. What does that mean?

That means I definitely have a place in his heart."

Summer couldn't refute that, because Hank actually did have a shiny ring on his finger. If she remembered

correctly, it was indeed shaped like a butterfly as well.

It was because of this that she believed the two had a connection before.

"So, what do you plan on doing next?"

Yelena thought about it for a while, but she drew a blank.

For the moment, she couldn't think of any good ideas, but it wasn't a problem. Since Hank said something like that,

he must have another reason.

Yelena wasn't panicking about it at all.

However, half an hour later, Hank suddenly came downstairs not long after he went up. Yelena could clearly see

that he had dressed himself up, and even his hair was styled perfectly.