Entwined With the Villainous Guardian
Chapter 292: The Unwanted Touch

Chapter 292: The Unwanted Touch

Leander was a little stunned. She didn’t know why he was surprised though. Did he expect her to act indecently in a public place?

"Wait for my car," Leander said after a short pause.

"My car is here. I’ll leave. The puppies are restless," she said looking at the puppies.

"Send them home in your car," he said.

"But~"

Before she could answer, he opened the car door and the puppies all stormed in. "Take them home," he told Luca and closed the door. The puppies looked at her through the window confused why she was not getting in with them.

Viviana did not like what he was doing. But she didn’t want to make a scene and kept mum.

Her car drove away. She could see her puppies whining as they were left alone. She hoped they got home without any incident. Leander stood by her side as they waited for his car.

"You knew about my meetings with Helena?" Leander asked.

Viviana pressed her lips. She didn’t want to look at her face. He sounded embarrassed. She didn’t want to confirm whether he was embarrassed to meet a married woman in secret or not.

What if he was not? Then everything she thought she knew about him would be wrong. She was not ready to take that chance now.

"Did Luca tell you?" he asked.

"Luca knows too?" Viviana looked at him with her brows raised.

She didn’t want Leander to punish Luca for being honest with her. It was then she noticed a couple of hair hanging on his cuffs.

He was standing that close to that woman enough for her hair to get stuck in his hand! He even left his collar chair as a souvenir for her! How adorable! When was the last time he got that close to me? It’s been ages!

Uh! Screw this! I cannot show him my jealousy. I don’t want to become more pathetic than I already am...

She ended up crying in her heart. She held back to control her emotions.

"Who else knows?" she questioned him. She saw him blinking hard and wetting his lips. He was kneading his hands. She has never seen him this nervous.

So, he is embarrassed. And it is true he was meeting Helena in secret. She didn’t know how to deal with it. Mostly she was happy. She was emboldened to push him back seeing the guilt on his face.

"Huh," she scoffed. "So, everyone in the house knows except me... So much for being the wife," She turned her face and sighed. "You can do whatever you want, Kastello. I won’t stop you."

Leander’s car rolled to a stop in front of her.

"Back to calling me Kastello?"

She heard Leander grumble. Not minding him, she walked around the car to get to her seat. Leander joined her in the car.

"Go," he commanded Steve and the car started moving.

The car wasn’t even out of the mall yet when Leander turned at her. "Look at me," he said. " Wear your seatbelt. Look at me and call me Kastello one more time."

He tried to rouse a reaction from her, but Viviana didn’t want to give him what he wanted. He refused to talk to her and even if she asks him what his relationship with Helena is, what will he do? He will just give a non-answer and go on about his day happy that she cares about what he does.

Although she did want to know what Helena told him, she didn’t answer him. She tried to talk to him for days and he ignored her. Why should she answer him the moment he asks her something?

"I dare you," he said trying to provoke her.

She didn’t want to look at him. He still had Helena’s hair on him. She could see it through her peripheral vision... those little strands resting on his thigh.

She should be the one having access to his lap. Not some other woman’s hair.

How dare he have her hair with him? How did he not notice it? Is he going to keep it as a memento?

"Look at me!" Leander shouted.

She jerked as she was startled. Hugging herself, she patted her chest. She still didn’t look at him.

*Bang*

He banged on the button and the divider glass went up. Her heart started to pound. She knew he was not going to let this go. All she wanted to do was to get to her room and cry in private.

Closing her eyes, she leaned on her seat. She didn’t think he would hurt her physically. But she was scared. Holding her breath, she patted her racing heart.

"You’re such a..."

She heard Leander’s annoyed voice closer to her ear and the next moment, he held her cheek.

His hold was gentle.

"Eeeek!" With a disgusted grunt, she jumped on the seat. Hugging her knees, she pressed her back to the car door. Goose bumps formed all over her skin as she visibly cringed all over.

Leander was looking at her and slowly retracted his hand. He was visibly shocked, to say the least. His dark eyes were filled with confusion and his brows twitched seeing her disgusted face. She was not acting. She literally cringed at his touch strongly, as if a cockroach walked on her.

Seeing his hurt reaction, Viviana composed herself. She realized that she had reacted far too strongly.

But when she felt those hairs on her skin, she just...reacted that way. She didn’t plan on it.

She rubbed her forearm. She still felt hair crawling on her forearm although she couldn’t see it.

Ah.... It’s still locked to his cuffs.

"It was not...I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to..."

She apologized rubbing her forehead. She shouldn’t have reacted this strongly. He would be thinking that she despises his touch when it was the opposite. She tried to explain it to him and looked for words.

With a scoff, he turned away.

Viviana sighed and sat properly in the seat. She wore her seatbelt. Nothing is going properly. He won’t ask about it and wouldn’t let her explain.

"I thought I could do anything," he said. He sounded dry. "I thought you didn’t care."

Viviana looked at him.

Is he opening a conversation?