Chapter 290

Prescott Ellington was jolted awake by the buzzing of his phone. Groggily, his arm reached out to the other side of the bed, but it landed on nothing but cold sheets. His handsome face instantly darkened. That damn woman… she really slipped out on him! Seriously? She just brushed off everything he said last night like it was nothing. Any good mood he had vanished in seconds. Now, he was restless and beyond annoyed. What the hell was wrong with him? Why did she treat him like he had some sort of contagious disease? Just thinking about it made his jaw clench. Face like thunder, Prescott grabbed his phone from the nightstand. “Beckett, what is it?” His tone was ice-cold, clearly not in the mood. Beckett Fraser’s heart skipped a beat. That early in the morning and the boss was already in a foul mood? Could it be that Miss Harrington hadn’t come to see him last night? “Sir, Theron suggested you should get a follow-up check-up soon. Within the next few days, ideally. What do you think—” “No