Chapter 176

Upon opening her eyes, Eleanor stared at a man's chest. Then, she was confronted with a truth she found hard to believe: she was held close, caught up in the arms of the man called Stanton. Furthermore, she was clinging tightly to him! Eleanor's face stiffened. She abruptly drew her arm and instinctively raised her wrist—there was a resounding "slap." She had stunned the man standing before her with a firm smack. Robert was caught off guard. He let go of her in response, his profound eyes showcasing a sea of emotions. "Didn't we agree...that you wouldn't..." Eleanor stared intently at him, her heart filled with anger, while, her ears were faintly tinged with blush, her cheeks also revealed a slight bashfulness. "It was you who made the first move." Robert glanced back at her, his gaze worryingly deep. "Me?" Eleanor slightly widened her eyes in disbelief. "How could I...?" She cut her words short as she began to recollect. Just now, she must have been sleeping... It seemed like she had