Chapter 53

Giselle was stunned and replied in a hostile tone, "What has it got to do with you?" Prestin snorted and said, "You look prettier now, like a vibrant and lively person." As he said this, he reached his hand out. Before he could touch her, Giselle swatted his hand away in disgust, "Keep your distance, you're gross..." Prestin frowned, and deep lines appeared on his forehead, but he kept his hands to himself after that. After all, he didn't want strangers to think that he, a gentleman, would flirt with a girl in public. This was also why Giselle came to a cafe with him. Prestin sat back on his chair, feeling disgruntled. "Why is it that you have such a strong reaction when I merely touched your face, yet you willingly let Maverick touch you?" he exclaimed. "What is it about Maverick that makes you willingly sleep with him?" He had asked this question too many times. It seemed that he was really upset about this. Giselle smirked, "He's more of a man than you ever were." Prestin narrowed h