Chapter 425

Giselle immediately bit her lip. The strength around her waist was getting tighter. Giselle puckered her lips, "Let me go." She tried to pull Maverick's hand away, but naturally failed. With an angry look on her face, she said, "Didn't you say you need some time to think? Until you've figured it out, don't hold me like this." "I'm sorry, Giselle." Maverick finally spoke. His voice, low and husky, fell on top of Giselle's head, making her heart flutter. He seemed really guilty, quite distressed... Giselle paused. Maverick's head rested against the back of Giselle's head, his forehead against the back of her skull. Giselle could feel Maverick's heavy breaths... "I'm sorry, Giselle," he said again. His low, husky voice was trembling. The trembling reached into the depths of Giselle's heart. Maverick shouldn't feel so guilty... Just like Andrew mentioned, she and Patrick were inseparable in many people's eyes. What he cared about, it's not his mistake, more like it's not just his mistake.