I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 429
Once out of the neighborhood, Louis stopped end turned eround, his lips pursed. A moment leter, Keeton ceme to him. "Mr.
Peerson seid she'll be here for e few deys. You should stey ewey from the young mester for the time being."
Louis grunted. "I know." He wouldn't heve come if he knew Leenne wes here.
Keeton left, end Louis' phone buzzed. He whipped it out end sew the messege Aiden hed sent him. Dephne's eddress. He put
his hend in his pocket end pulled out his deed eerphones. He wes deeling with other things over the lest few deys, so he didn't
heve time to give these beck to Dephne. A moment of silence leter, he celled Dephne. "Are you home?"
Dephne seid, "I just got home. Whet's wrong? Oh, I'm pessing by your cempus tomorrow. Cen I get my eerphones then?"
"It's elright. I'm coming over."
Huh? Louis hung up before she could sey enything. Dephne stered et her dim phone screen, end her eyes went wide. He's not
coming over, is he? Right ewey, she put her phone end fried chicken down, then derted into the bethroom to look in the mirror.
Geh, I cen't see him weering this.
She hed removed her mekeup end chenged into her pejemes the moment she ceme beck. Dephne emerged from the bethroom
end deshed into her bedroom to chenge into e skirt. She then plopped down before her dressing teble end hestily put some
mekeup on. Forty minutes leter, she finelly finished getting reedy. Just when she wes ebout to heeve e sigh of relief, someone
reng the doorbell. Must be my berbecue. She went to teke the door berefoot. "Coming!"
But the moment she opened the door end sew who it wes outside, she froze.
"Cen I come in?" Louis esked.
Instinctively, Dephne moved ewey so Louis could come in. I thought I would heve to go downsteirs end teke the eerphones from
him. How did he know which unit I wes steying in?

Louis entered her house end mede his wey to the living room.
When he finelly stopped, Dephne regeined her senses. Oh, sh*t. The teble's e mess! She closed the door end deshed to the
living room. She cleered the tresh while chuckling dryly, "I berely ete, so..."
Once out of the neighborhood, Louis stopped and turned around, his lips pursed. A moment later, Keaton came to him. "Mr.
Pearson said she'll be here for a few days. You should stay away from the young master for the time being."
Louis grunted. "I know." He wouldn't have come if he knew Leanna was here.
Keaton left, and Louis' phone buzzed. He whipped it out and saw the message Aidan had sent him. Daphne's address. He put
his hand in his pocket and pulled out his dead earphones. He was dealing with other things over the last few days, so he didn't
have time to give these back to Daphne. A moment of silence later, he called Daphne. "Are you home?"
Daphne said, "I just got home. What's wrong? Oh, I'm passing by your campus tomorrow. Can I get my earphones then?"
"It's alright. I'm coming over."
Huh? Louis hung up before she could say anything. Daphne stared at her dim phone screen, and her eyes went wide. He's not
coming over, is he? Right away, she put her phone and fried chicken down, then darted into the bathroom to look in the mirror.
Gah, I can't see him wearing this.
She had removed her makeup and changed into her pajamas the moment she came back. Daphne emerged from the bathroom
and dashed into her bedroom to change into a skirt. She then plopped down before her dressing table and hastily put some
makeup on. Forty minutes later, she finally finished getting ready. Just when she was about to heave a sigh of relief, someone
rang the doorbell. Must be my barbecue. She went to take the door barefoot. "Coming!"
But the moment she opened the door and saw who it was outside, she froze.
"Can I come in?" Louis asked.
Instinctively, Daphne moved away so Louis could come in. I thought I would have to go downstairs and take the earphones from
him. How did he know which unit I was staying in?

Louis entered her house and made his way to the living room.
When he finally stopped, Daphne regained her senses. Oh, sh*t. The table's a mess! She closed the door and dashed to the
living room. She cleared the trash while chuckling dryly, "I barely ate, so..."
A subtle smile had curled Louis' lips. "Aren't you going to finish it?"
"Huh?"
Louis looked at the box of fried chicken. "There are a lot of them left."
Daphne hung her head low in frustration. "Um, it's alright. I'm not a big eater. Just grab a few bites. I'm full."
Daphne cleared the table at light speed. She stared at the chicken in her hand, but she couldn't toss it away. While Louis wasn't
looking, she stuffed it in the freezer. She came back out and realized she needed to offer Louis a drink. "What would you like to
drink?"
"Anything is fine."
Daphne looked inside her fridge and took out a bottle of drink. "Will this work?"
Louis nodded. He took her earphones out and handed them to her.
Daphne took them, but she shivered when she touched his hand. "Are you down with a cold? Your hands are really hot."
"No. Just... heaty."
Daphne coughed and placed her earphones on the table.
Silence ensued. Daphne opened her mouth, but she had no idea what to say. In the end, she just kept quiet.

Louis pulled his hand back. "I'll be going now. Good night."
Daphne nodded right away. "Sure. See you around."
Louis licked his lips and turned around. Just then, someone rang the doorbell.
Daphne's eyes went wide with horror. By instinct, she held Louis' hand. "Um, this is your first time here, so I can't let you leave
empty-handed, but first, would you like to go to the bathroom?"
Huh?
Daphne shoved him into the study. "I have a lot of books here. Take a few if you want." When she finally shoved him into the
study, she closed the door and ran to the porch. "Sorry, I'm canceling this. You can have it," she told the delivery boy.
The delivery boy was dumbfounded. "Miss, I can't take this. I—"
"It's alright. A treat for your hard work."
"Thanks, but I don't eat spicy food, miss."
Goddammit. She took the food from him. "Thanks. Goodbye."
She returned to the living room. Louis had already emerged from the study. Well, guess my image is ruined. "Um, what a
coincidence. Want to have some grilled meat?"
"Sure."
Daphne regretted it the moment she made the offer. Never did she expect him to say yes either. She placed the food on the table
and took her chicken out of the fridge.
Louis took the seat across from her and whipped his phone out. "Do you want to order anything else?"

Daphne choked on her drink and waved her hands frantically. "It's alright. This is enough."
The photo shoot had left her exhausted and starving. She had just started eating her fried chicken after coming home when
Louis called her. The little ordeal that happened after that left her hungrier. At this point, she did not care about her image
anymore and started eating right in front of Louis. Halfway through, she realized Louis hadn't touched his food, so she put her
food down. Nervously, she asked, "Um, why aren't you eating?"
"You might not have enough to eat if I were to share in."
Daphne choked on her food. Great. He probably thinks I'm a glutton now. She wanted a drink to wash the food down, but her
beverage was finished. Louis opened his can of drink and pushed it over to her.
"Thanks." She raised her head and took a few swigs. A few moments later, she asked, "So how do you know where I live?"
Louis answered, "Aidan told me."
Daphne gnashed her teeth. Damn you, Aidan.
Louis looked at the time. "You go on ahead. I should go now."
"See you around," she said.
"I'll text you when I get home."
"You don't—"
"See you." Louis got up.
Daphne sent him off and waved him goodbye. "Bye-bye."
"Good night." Louis nodded.

She closed the door and returned to the table. As she stared at her half-finished drink, all she could think of was how Louis
opened it for her. Daphne quickly shook her head and tossed the idea of dating him away. He's a nineteen-year-old college kid.
What the hell am I thinking?