Chapter One Hundred Ninety One

Hans sighed when he saw Hailey was in his room when he came home. It looks like Hailey won't stop until she gets what she wants. But he can't just give it away — especially so easily.

He closed the door tightly, then walked to his bed and put on his backpack. Hailey, who was sitting in his study desk chair, watched him very carefully. There was a smile on her face. Hell, he really hates that smile.

"What?!" he asked exasperatedly as he took off his coat.

The woman shrugged. "I thought you promised me. In the hospital. Regarding your lover."

"Why are you so curious about my lover, huh? Even if I have a lover, why should I introduce you? You might find him and scare him," He said as he sat on the edge of the bed. His gaze was focused on Hailey.