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Her Refusal: A Redemption Romance

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Book12 Chapter9.

Jordan droveto his house.

| stood at the entrance, refusing to go inside.

"Elena will get mad," | said.

Jordan said, "You have tto worry about others? Look at what shape you're in."

Besides the scrape on my hand, | was covered in dirty snow.

"Also, Hannah, look around. Does it look like any woman's been here?"

"You're not living together?" | asked.

"I never even got together with her," he said.

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Jordan tossed a contract onto me.

"Six months ago, she foundand proposed a deal. She didn't want to be pressured into casting couch

situations, so | pretended to be her boyfriend. In return, she helpedhandle difficult clients."

He paused, then explained further, as if | wouldn't understand.

"Sclients like to push women onto people's beds, thinking everyone goes along with it. | hate that. Elena

helpedblock them."

The contract was clearly written. It didn't interfere with each other's personal lives.

Jordan took my hand and treated my wound.

| noticed a row of unopened hand cream boxes on the shelf. It was my favorite brand from before. Jordan had

bought the whole set and kept them at home.

"Today, | asked your colleague a few things," he said, solemnly.

you

"You don't have a boyfriend. Last week at the team-building event, were single. Hannah, you

said you

lied toon purpose you?"

"| didn't lie to you," | said.

"Then showa picture of you and that guy," he demanded.

"We haven't taken any photos together," | said.

"You love taking photos, yet you don't have any with your new love?"

"Thanks for the reminder. I'll take snext tand show you," | said.

Jordan laughed in frustration.

He suddenly propped his hand on the sofa, completely looming over me, full of pressure.

| couldn't move. Even through my sweater, | could feel his warm body heat.

"I bought your time. You know what to do, right?" he said.

"I'll refund you, Jordan. I'm really getting married," | said.

He slid his hand down my shoulder, but stopped at my wrist.

"You're getting married, but you're

Tharing the bracelet | gave y

not appropriate, is it?".

Psg the bracelet | gave y

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