Hiding Behind Her Superficiality

Chapter 529

Chapter 529 Don’t Like Each Other

“I thought we were done. I also told you never to come to me again.” Yelena was still annoyed. She could still recall that conversation they had.

Hank ignored her. He stared at her face fixedly. “Can you explain the article?”

Ah, so this is what Elspeth meant. She sneered and straightened her dress out. “Clickbaiters. Not that I had anything to do with it.”

“So, you weren’t crying for him, then?” Hank was smart enough to guess the gist of the matter. “You were crying for me.” A smile curled Hank’s lip.

Yelena looked a little miffed that Hank guessed it, but she refused to admit it. “No way.”

Hank cocked his eyebrow. “Is that so? Then do you have an alternate explanation?”

“It has nothing to do with you.” Blast. I don’t have any other excuses. Fine. I’ll play along. “Yeah, the stories are real. I cried for him. He was my ex after all, and he was nice to me. Of course, I got upset.”

Yelena had no idea how triggering that was for Hank. Instead of answering her, Hank turned around and said to the director, “Stop the shoot. I need to talk to her.”

Panicked, Yelena said, “I’m fine. I have nothing to say to him.”

“You’re coming with me if you want to keep shooting this,” Hank threatened.

For some reason, Yelena shivered in fear and let him take her away. A gust of wind blew across the street, and Yelena trembled. Her dress was thin, to begin with, and without any heater around, she felt chilly. “Ah choo!”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Hank noticed her nose getting red. Worried, he took his coat off and draped it over her.

“Get it off me. I don’t want your coat.” Yelena took the coat off, but another gust of wind blew across the street. She looked at him awkwardly and wore the coat again.

A smile flashed in Hank’s eyes.

Yelena rubbed her hands and snapped, “What do you want? You can’t be here just for the article.”

“But I am,” said Hank.

Well, this is awkward. What should I say? “I told you I cried for him.”

Hank backed her against the guardrail, his eyes flickering with anger. “Are you sure you want to stick to that story?”

In the past, Yelena would have apologized, but this time, she mustered up her courage and shoved him away. “What’s with that attitude? You went on a blind date with someone else, and you gave me the silent treatment. What gives?”

It’s so unfair. He gave me the cold shoulder and cut all ties with me. How could he make me answer something that’s not even my fault? He’s selfish and a hypocrite.

“I have my reasons.”

Yelena laughed mockingly. “Fine, tell me then. I’m really curious. Tell me all about how hard you’ve had it and how unreasonable I’ve been.” Yelena put her hands on her hips, thinking that Hank was just trying to find an excuse for his behavior.

Hank held his forehead. Man, I can’t take it. This is a solemn conversation, but she made it sound so… comedic even though she didn’t mean it. “I’m doing it for you. I’m trying to protect you.”

Yelena’s eyes went wide. “You’re protecting me?”

“My parents engaged me with someone when I was a kid. That person is Cecelia.”

Yelena had looked into Cecelia after she met her. She was an internationally famous diplomat and had great success at a young age. Yelena wasn’t fazed by her achievements, but this engagement did catch her by surprise.

“Wait, your parents did that?”

“It was supposed to be a joke. My parents didn’t mean it, but Cecelia’s parents… Well, they want her to marry me, so…”

I see. That’s a shame. “So, your parents can’t take it anymore, and they want you guys to get along. That’s the reason for the blind date, wasn’t it?”

Hank said nothing, but his silence was enough.

“If that’s what your parents want, then do as they say.” She smiled bitterly. “I’m just an influencer at best. Your family won’t like me.” Cecelia’s a diplomat who’s young, successful, and beautiful. Anyone would like her. Nobody would want their son to marry a no-name influencer.

Hank got a little angry. “So, you’re giving me away just like that?” I’m working hard so this relationship works out, and she’s just going to give me away?

“But I just think…” Yelena felt aggrieved and wanted to cry. You have a perfect woman to marry. Your family won’t like me. You don’t understand.

“I know you feel insecure. Anyone would if their competitor was Cecelia.” Hank was amused. “We’re childhood friends. We know each other well, but we’re not interested in getting hitched.”

Oh. Guess I jumped the gun. “Wait. Does she have someone she likes?” Yelena couldn’t believe that. Wow, she really has high standards.

Hank’s face fell. “No. We don’t like each other.”