Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine

Chapter 207

He watched her blank stare and added, “Consider it as your thank you gift for me releasing those

splendid relatives of yours.”

She looked embarrassed. “But I no longer have the measurements.” Back then, she had used a

measuring tape to measure the size of his hands.

Later, she had no plans of completing the gloves so she threw the paper which recorded those

measurements.

“If you’ve lost the measurements, then measure again,” he said directly.

She had no choice but to take out the measuring tape, sit next to him, and measure the size of his

hands.

Of course, it was unavoidable for her to be in contact with his hands.

Each time the tip of her fingers came in contact with his, she would be careful to avoid touching him as

much as she could. She would even carefully hold the measuring tape with two fingers at the edge to

carefully measure.

He chuckled at her actions. “Yesterday you were so bold to hug and kiss me, but now it’s as if you’re

not willing to touch me at all. Why? Is touching me such a difficult thing for you to do?”

Grace’s face reddened again. “I... I was drunk at that time...”

“So you mean to say that you’re not willing to come in contact with me when you’re sober?” he stared

at her as he asked.

She paused for a moment and looked into his eyes which seemed to have some hints of mockery. She

did not know what to say at that moment.

As for him, he closed his eyes to cover up the shine on his eyes.

He was going to need to shift and to run.

Because by the gods, this female was going to be the death of him!

“Sis, one day, I will make you touch me willingly. Right now, I will not force you to stay by my side.

However, you best believe me. One day, you will beg to stay with me.”

That crisp and cold voice plainly spoke words as if he was merely chatting casually, but those words Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

were like a clap of thunder that rumbled in Grace’s ears, making her heart thump in a messy beat.

Willingly touch him. Willingly stay by his side.

How is that possible?!

They were people from different worlds. Furthermore... Jason, these three words... They represent immeasurable pain for me.

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Grace arrived at the Sanitation Service Center in the afternoon.

Claire Watts noticed that Grace looked rather pale and weak, thus she asked if Grace took half a day

off because she was feeling unwell. Grace could only force out a smile and say that some issues had

cropped up with her family.

Grace did not know what she should feel when she thought about her mission to complete Jay’s

gloves.

In the evening, her mother’s pack family called to inform her that her uncle and the rest had been

released. They had visited her grandmother as well. Fortunately, her grandmother appeared to have

improved slightly.

However, they requested Grace to return home during the weekend as they needed to discuss the

condition of her grandmother.

After hanging up, Grace felt heavy-hearted. The only person she was concerned about back at her

home was her grandmother.

Whatever it was, she had to go back that coming weekend.

Over the next few days, Jay did not appear in front of her. This made her feel relieved. She continued

to work on that half-completed glove based on the measurements of his hands.

Although Jay had not specified a deadline, she wanted to get it done as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, she had never knitted gloves, so she was unfamiliar and kept making mistakes.

Once she knitted wrongly, she had to remove a portion and redo it all over again.