Chapter 159

"It's got nothing to do with her," Dawson said coldly. "I just don't like being touched." "Oh." Preston's tone made it clear he didn't believe a word of it. Dawson was speechless. He went to the mall and bought a new set of clothes. Once he changed into it, he tossed the designer outfit, which he had only worn once, straight into the trash. After dinner, Dawson sent Preston on his way. He had planned to stop by a pharmacy, but remembering how quickly Autumn had run off, he figured she was probably fine and dropped the idea. Back at the hotel, he unexpectedly ran into Autumn again. They took the elevator together. Autumn was still reeling from what she had seen earlier. It was such a stark contrast to the Dawson she knew. In that moment, she suddenly understood how Rico felt. Dawson's looks and demeanor commanded respect. Untouched by worldly desires, love and romance basically had nothing to do with him. That was why any scrap of gossip linked to him was especially tantalizing.