Chapter 115

Dawson knew what Autumn's intentions were the moment the question left her lips. He finally understood why she had looked at him as if he were prey when they were at the tennis court yesterday. He didn't rush to give her an answer and watched as a flurry of emotions flickered in her eyes—awkwardness, perturbation, anxiety, and fear. Perhaps she was scared because she was openly revealing her intentions to use him, but Dawson thought that it was a rather novel experience to see so many different emotions dancing across her normally calm face. Of course, her eyes still glimmered with their usual wit. Guessing that a series of complicated feelings would be raging within Autumn, Dawson intentionally stayed quiet. Autumn was reaching her breaking point. She gripped her knees and rubbed them back and forth. Feeling anxious over how her colleagues might return at any moment, she asked him again, "Mr. Faulkner, do you hate Damien?" "Do you want to improve our relationship?" Autumn was s