I Love You, Miss Genius

Chapter 42

Her lips were moist and a blush pink. He could almost imagine just how sweet they must taste….

Ivor gulped.

At that moment, Bonnie opened her eyes abruptly, and their gazes met.

It was awkward. Ivor continued to lean in as if he was under her spell. They were so close to each other that their noses almost touched. It felt strange. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“What are you doing?” She kept a clear head and backed off, trying to keep her distance from him. She looked at him, alarmed.

He was startled at first, but collected himself and rose, “I was about to wake you. You might catch a cold, sleeping out here.”

She studied him, but she didn’t discover anything funny from his expression. Then, she thought about the way he usually treated her and thought that maybe she was making something out of

nothing. Anyway, there was no need to dwell on it anymore.

Bonnie looked at the chessboard and realized they hadn’t finished the last match.

Ivor said with concern, “I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I forgot about your SATS. You should probably go back to sleep. We’ll leave the chessboard as it is and continue the match after your SATs are over.”

“That works for me.” With that, she left the room. Ivor looked at the closed door, then at his room,

and felt a little empty inside.

On the other hand, Bonnie had just gone into her room and switched on the light when she saw Jim standing by the window. She pursed her lips and said, “Looks like you’re coming and going as you please, but you better watch out. There are a lot of skilled men here at the Knight’s. We’ll never be able to explain ourselves if someone sees you climbing into my room in the middle of night.”

“That’s because you’re the one who decided to come back to your room in the dead of night.” He frowned. “Why did you spend such a long time in Ivor’s room?”

“We were playing chess.”

“You’ve been playing chess until now?”

“You wouldn’t understand. Let me put it this way. Our desire to play chess is just like your desire to spar. Do you remember how we met back then?”

“I sure do.” He scratched the back of his head, embarrassed. He had wanted to spar with someone back then. Fate had brought him to her. He had pestered her and asked to spar with her ever since he found out she was a formidable fighter.

“Trust me when I say there’s nothing for you to worry about. Hurry up and leave. If someone comes into my…” She was cut off by an abrupt rapping on her door.

‘Knock knock knock.‘

That surprised both of them.

“Who is it?” Bonnie gestured to Jim to remain still.

“It’s me.” She could hear Ivor’s deep voice.

“What is it?”

“You forgot your phone in my room.

“Oh.”

That seemed like a good reason for him to be here, which meant she had no excuse to stop him from coming in. If Jim jumped out of her window, Ivor would certainly hear the commotion, so she pointed to the restroom. Jim caught her meaning and hid in there.

Ivor scanned her room with a deep stare when she opened the door. “What took you so long?”

“I was just in the restroom,” She lied calmly.

He looked at the restroom and said, “Why’s the restroom door closed if you were just in there?”

Her heart pounded but she kept her face blank. “Force of habit.”

Ivor kept staring at the restroom. He squinted and said lightly, “The toilet in my restroom wasn’t working. I’ll need to use yours.” He charged toward her restroom and swung the door open.