Chapter 47 & 48

I got up hurriedly and adjusted my pajamas. I stood by the bed and stared at the man, who looked calm and composed. Only Dixon could be so shameless. Lance definitely wouldn't do something like this. He quirked his brows and asked, "Am I not welcome?" He sounded as if he should be welcomed. I forced down the unhappiness I felt and breathed out heavily. Then, I asked him, "Haven't you forgotten me? How do you still remember the passcode to my house?" Dixon got up uncaringly and walked towards me. I backed away and said, "Tell me." Dixon stood still and said, "I am very sensitive to numbers. I can't possibly forget them once I know them. Furthermore, I only forgot about you, not your passcode. And 1227 seems to be my brother Lance's birthday. He sounded indifferent when he mentioned Lance. I was displeased and said, "Don't postulate. It has nothing to do with Lance." He quirked his brows and asked again, "Nothing to do with him?" I calmed down and turned the question to him. "Wh