Chapter 253 The Woman in Waylon Lewis's Restroom

I guess that means I'm being a nuisance.

Hearing the man's response, Hope Williams stood up from his lap. "Then I'll be on my way."

Waylon Lewis smiled helplessly, caught her wrist, and pulled her back into his embrace. Holding her small hand, he asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Hope pursed her lips, not looking at him, and answered, "It's almost all better now. You can go back to being busy, I'll be on my way."

Seeing her really about to get up and leave, Waylon Lewis smiled and tightened his arm around her waist. "I'm not busy now."

"Surprised you came. Did you get off work early today?" Waylon Lewis gently lifted his large hand to arrange her long hair.

Hope looped her hands around Waylon Lewis's neck, pursed her lips, and said, "Just missed you, so I came. It's rare that I think of you first thing after getting off work early, but someone wasn't too happy just now."

Saying this, Hope's voice carried a faint whiff of grievance.