Manhattan Seduction: I'm a Traditional Girl with an Amazing Figure Chapter 2

I had just looked up when I realized my door wasn't completely shut.

Through the crack, I saw Chloe open her door for Alexander.

She hooked her arm through his, pleasantly surprised, pouting flirtatiously.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say you were busy with work? So you were planning to surprise me!"

"Is this a gift for me? Thank you!"

Alexander let her pull him, lifting the item in his hand.

"Sponsored by a Wall Street brand, I just brought one over since I was on the way."

He was always like this—an absolute, unapologetic workaholic straight man.

That's what Chloe told me.

Chloe had known him since they were kids. They were childhood sweethearts from matched Upper East Side old money families.

Chloe had chased him for two or three years.

But they only got engaged three months ago.

Their families had met and dined together at a Michelin-starred restaurant.

Although he would have his assistant send gifts and flowers for every major holiday, he didn't understand romance.

He always claimed he was busy with work, repeatedly rejecting Chloe's invitations for a date.

Valentine's Day was no exception.

For him to personally deliver a gift this time... it really was just like Chloe said.

Even the coldest ice would eventually melt.

Therefore, even though Alexander's delivery was stiff and he gave her something she didn't even like,

Chloe was still ecstatic.

She blinked her bright eyes, blushing as she invited him inside.

But after she took the box, he simply pulled his arm away.

"No, I have a transnational conference call tonight."

Chloe instantly deflated, biting her lip and stepping closer.

"We're engaged. It's Valentine's night, and all you want to do is work?"

"You weren't like this before."

"In college, you didn't even want to study in Europe because of me. You even coded an animated confession for me."

"But ever since you came back from Harvard Business School, you've been so cold."

Her voice was low and thin, her eyes a little red.

"You won't even kiss me now."

Their voices carried clearly through the crack in the door.

I clenched my fists, feeling a bit angry on Chloe's behalf.

How could a fiancé be so cold!

Alexander remained silent. I couldn't see his expression, but he just flatly dropped a sentence:

"It's getting late. I'm leaving."

As he stepped into the elevator, he glanced towards my side, scaring me into quickly shutting the door tight.