Chapter 229

  M I R A N D A

  My eyes glued at Hugo. I study him and apparently he looked like he's dead caught. He doesn't even look at me for a second. He shuts his eyes for a while and once they were open, he gazes at the blond leeching next to him.

  "Babe?" She chimes.

  Hugo pulls his head up and stares at the blond who was smiling at him. "Allez-vous revenir à la chambre à coucher? S'il vous plaît?" He speaks in French. (Translation: "Will you go back to the bedroom? Please?")

  "Pourquoi?" She asks. (Translation: "Why?")

  Wow, they're speaking in French and I think he's doing this on purpose so I won't know what they're talking about. Nice try Hugo.

  "Je dois lui parler en privé." He tells her. (Translation: "I have to talk to her privately.")

  He's so fluent at speaking French and it's so damn sexy but at the same time I'm so mad at him for no reason. I know I'm just jealous and I don't have the right to get jealous.