Amelia was puzzled, her eyes fixed on him curiously, "Why? Are you going to take me? Didn't you say you can't leave just now?"
Christopher didn't answer; he simply raised his arm and gestured with his eyes, asking for her help.
Amelia had no choice but to step back and support him by holding his arm.
"Ah—" The man had just stood up and suddenly hugged her, giving her a scare, "What are you doing?"
Christopher chuckled, his handsome face exuding charm, a gentle smile on his lips.
Once standing, he no longer needed to look up at her.
The man turned his head, his large hand gripping the back of her neck, leaning down to kiss her.
In fact, when Christopher embraced her, Amelia had already guessed what he was about to do.
But thinking they were in the office where someone might come in at any moment, she worried. So as he leaned close to her neck, she instinctively tilted her head back.
Unexpectedly, this guy was prepared, his large hand holding her neck firmly, pulling her back.