#Chapter 151: Serious Discussions

Charles leaned toward me, resting his weight on one arm on the sofa cushion. His expression stayed just short of fierce. “Did you never think about the fact that there were other ways around my mother’s demands other than creating an argument?” I opened my mouth and shut it quickly. Oh, Goddess. Had I really been stubborn and blind? “Other ways?” I whimpered. What if everything that had gone on was largely my fault? “Yes,” he said. “You never gave me the chance to discuss any solutions with you. That was why I was so mad at my mother way back the weekend she visited: I didn’t give us a chance to think. And I needed one.” “I finally got that chance after you left, but then I never got the opportunity to actually talk to you because you jumped to conclusions.” He let out another low growl. “While I was struggling with my phone and then thanking the woman from IT for finally fixing it for me, you were off making assumptions that things couldn’t work between us.” He gave me a h