Chapter 362 Janet Slipping Away

• Outside the Longfellow’s villa. Donahueiel sat in his car. His eyes were half–closed, and he looked obviously weary.
• His shirt was open, revealing his upper chest. His neat hair was now dangling and half–scattered before his eyes, a mixture of messy and sexy. Suddenly, someone knocked on the car window. Donahueiel’s eyes flung open, and he looked outside. He got up too fast, and his eyes didn’t come to focus. He closed his eyes, and the moment he saw who it was, his pupils dilated and he couldn’t look away. Janet stood at the door with a blank face. The wind blew up her purple skirt to a gentle curve.
• And there she stood before the sun, with little makeup but so pretty that she was glowing. Her hair was lifted by the wind, and Janet pulled them behind her ears. She pouted her lips in irritation and knocked on the window again. Donahueiel instinctively looked towards his opened upper torso and scrambled to button up before opening the door and exiting the car, unknowing what to do.