The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

Chapter 61 - Ch. 61 She Felt Hot When Remembering The Kiss



After returning from campus, Kaylee stopped briefly at her studio to put her textbooks into the studio. Tonight until Sunday, she will stay at her parents\' house, so it was impossible for her to bring her college textbooks home.

Kaylee wouldn\'t be able to answer if her mother caught her college textbook and started interrogating her with all kinds of questions. If her mother found out that she was posing as Nick at M university, there was no doubt that her dear mother would faint.

Arriving at her private studio building, Osbert surprised her by handing her a drink bottle.

"Miss Roe, this is for you."

Kaylee wondered, isn\'t Osbert supposed to come to work every Wednesday and Saturday? Why is that man appearing on Fridays now?

And again… she felt unusually uncomfortable when she kept receiving gifts from this person.

"Ah, I\'m sorry. But it\'s better that from now on you don\'t have to give me gifts every time you come here. I hope this is the last time." After receiving the drink bottle, Kaylee walked towards the elevator to go up to the fifth floor without noticing a pair of eyes staring at her obsessively.

Every now and then, Kaylee checked her phone to see whether Jacob sent her a pm or not. Since she gave her contact number to the young man, Jacob often sent her a picture with a light joke that could lift her mood.

The young man was indeed like a sunrise, and she couldn\'t help but admit that the boy\'s charm was irresistible.

Kaylee did her best not to change her writing style to Nick\'s and made sure she used Roe\'s number when replying to Jacob\'s messages as Roe.

After putting her music books into her private room, her primary phone rang, indicating someone had contacted her.

Kaylee smiled delightedly when she saw her mother\'s name appear on the monitor screen of her cellphone.

"Mama, I\'m going home today."

"When will you arrive? I can\'t wait to meet you."

"Hm…" Kaylee checked her watch before answering her mother\'s question, "In about three hours. I\'ll stop by the apartment to get some clothes…"

"What for? You have a lot of clothes here." cut her mother without listening to the continuation of her daughter\'s sentence.

"I just bought a dress for tomorrow\'s event and this dress…"

"No need. I have prepared the right dress for you. Trust me, you will be the most stunning girl, and no one would be able to turn their gaze to you. Do you know this dress was a new brand… blah blah blah…"

Kaylee listened to her mother babbling patiently because she was used to it. Even though she seemed to be listening patiently, her hands moved to pick up her backpack and then walked out to return to her apartment.

After feeling that her mother was quite satisfied babbling and boasting about her gown, Kaylee delivered the unexpected bomb at her. "Mother, Declan already bought me a dress, and he wants me to wear it tomorrow."

"WHAT!? WHY YOU DIDN\'T SAY SO BEFORE?!"

Kaylee had to keep her phone away from her ear due to her mother\'s thundering voice. She recalled an incident where she coincidentally stood in front of the midrange speaker, and someone accidentally dropped the mic creating a screeching sound that hurt her ears.

"I\'m trying…"

"You should have said it earlier, you naughty girl. Of course, you have to wear the clothes chosen by my handsome son-in-law."

"…" Kaylee sighed in resignation, realizing that her mother had claimed Declan was her son-in-law instead of her daughter\'s lover.

Wait a minute. Did Kaylee just admit that Declan was her lover?

"Since when did you become close to Declan? Why didn\'t you tell me, honey? How many times have you guys dated? Has he confessed his feelings to you? Does he like you? Is he…"

And here she is… her mother has turned into a professional interrogator while she is the defendant being investigated.

"Mother. I\'ll go home first, and I\'ll tell you. How is it?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Come home now, my sweet baby girl. I\'ll cook your favorite meal tonight."

"Well, I\'m looking forward to it. Bye, mom."

Kaylee smiled, amused at her mother\'s big enthusiastic voice, but when she remembered she had to feed her mother\'s curiosity, she couldn\'t help but feel hesitant.

She was reluctant to talk to her mother because she knew she could never hide anything from her. Kaylee didn\'t want her mother to know that Declan had professed his feelings and… and… and kissed her…

Kaylee\'s face felt burning as soon as she remembered when Declan kissed the corner of her lips. Surprisingly, she even felt the corners of her lips feel hot, as if that brief kiss scene had just happened a few minutes ago.

Kaylee cupped her cheeks with her hands while sighing inwardly. If her facial reaction gets heated whenever she remembered last night\'s scene, what should she do when she meets Declan tomorrow night?

Plus, she didn\'t know whether she could escape her mother\'s interrogation or not. Her mother would have been even more excited to discuss their marriage if she found out that a man... Declan had kissed her.

Kaylee felt still not ready if she tied herself in marriage. Besides, she was still not entirely sure of her own feelings.

The girl who was completely unaware of her feelings that had started to grow in her heart forgot something. She left the drink bottle filled with fruit juice made by Osbert in the room.

Osbert, who has been working here for a long time, somehow managed to duplicate card access to the fifth floor. As usual, every time he finished work and was about to go home, he would come to the fifth floor to pick up the pen or pencil that Kaylee used for work.

Even the paper that Kaylee throws away in the trash, sometimes he also took it to be collected at home. Today was the same; he planned to take something that would not make the owner feel suspicious that something was missing.

And the moment his eyes caught a bottle of the drink he gave Kaylee on the table, his eyes grew menacingly furious.


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