Those four words were—
"I agree to it."
Hearing this, Phoebe Faulkner didn't react at first. When it finally sank in, she stared at Jace Lennox in disbelief, feeling as if she were in a dream. "You... you agreed to it?"
"What? Aren't you happy I agreed?"
"No, that's not it," Phoebe said, overjoyed. "I'm just so happy. Jace, you're the best."
As she spoke, Phoebe threw her arms around Jace and planted a kiss on his cheek.
Jace let her hug him. He said nothing, simply reaching up to stroke her hair.
However happy the two were inside the room, the person watching from the doorway was just as furious.
But she couldn't just barge in.
In the end, the person outside simply clenched her fists, turned, and left.
Phoebe had no idea someone had been spying on her and Jace's playful moment. All she could think was how exceptionally cute and handsome Jace was today—so handsome she wanted to just hug him and gobble him up.
