Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3664

Marina ignored him, punched in her passcode, and walked in.

When she tried to pull the door shut, it hit resistance. She looked back to see Carson holding the door open with one hand, looking at her with an amused smile. "Want me to make you some hangover tea?"

"No thanks," Marina said coldly.

Carson didn't let go of the door. His handsome face was perfectly composed. "I actually came to ask for a favor."

"What is it?"

"My grandmother's birthday is coming up in a few days. I want to draw her a portrait myself, but I don't know how. Teach me." His voice was smooth and elegant.

"I don't do traditional Chinese painting," Marina replied.

"A sketch is fine!" Carson said quickly.

Marina scoffed. "A sketch for a birthday present?"

Carson didn't miss a beat. "As long as I drew it, she'll love it."

Marina remained impassive. "Sorry, I'm not a teacher. Hire a professional."

"I tried. Most of them are women. After last time, I'm genuinely terrified of being around other girls. So, you're my best option," Carson said with absolute conviction.

Marina sneered. He had just happily accepted Lucy's homemade breakfast that very morning, and now he was claiming to be terrified of women? The man's mouth operated entirely independent of his brain.

"No," Marina rejected him flatly.

Carson stared at her in silence for a long time. His intense gaze started making Marina uncomfortable. "What are you looking at?" she snapped.

Carson chuckled. "Why are you so mad? We talked everything out, you said you didn't hate me anymore, and you said we could exchange civil greetings. Is this your version of civil?"

He looked genuinely bewildered. "Is it because of the apartment? You're the one who wanted to buy it, I didn't force you. Why are you treating me like this?"

Marina was left speechless.

Carson's eyes instantly darkened. His voice grew hoarse. "That's exactly what my mother said. When I thought you had betrayed me, she told me you had never even liked me in the first place, so how could it be a betrayal?"

He let out a bitter smile. "Turns out, you really didn't."

A sharp ache flared in Marina's chest. She bit her lip and stayed silent.

Carson nodded slowly. "I get it. I won't bother you anymore. Get some sleep."

With that, he turned and walked away. His tall silhouette disappeared from her view, and even his long shadow faded into the hallway.

Marina shut the door. Looking around her living room, she was struck by the bizarre sensation that she had just evicted Carson and squatted in his home.

She worked for a bit longer, then took a shower and got into bed. Suddenly, she sniffed the air and frowned in confusion.

She had bought a brand new bed, new sheets, and even replaced the rug. Why did the blanket still smell exactly like him?