After emerging from the kitchen, Belinda sat on the couch with a stern look on her face, glaring at Chase. "Mr. Larios, what on earth are you up to? Do you realize this can cause a heap of trouble?"
Chase flashed a grin. "Oh really? I'm causing you trouble?"
Belinda nodded affirmatively. "Yes! You're causing me a lot of trouble. I don't know how to explain this to my folks."
Chase pursed his lips. "If you don't know how to explain, then don't."
Belinda crossed her arms and pouted. "Can I really not explain? They think you're my boyfriend now. When they find out you're not, they'll be asking for a son-in-law, and I'll be nagged again."
Chase shrugged. "Then why not accept me as your real boyfriend? That would solve everything. There would be no explanations needed."
Belinda paused, then turned away from him. "I've told you many times to stop joking about this. I can't play these emotional games, especially when my parents are involved. I can't handle it, Chase. You've picked the wrong girl!"
Chase picked up the coffee mug from the coffee table and took a sip. It was a cup of coffee that Mrs. Wesley had made for him when she had welcomed him earlier.
After a moment of silence, Chase spoke. "I can't play these games either, especially when the other party's parents are involved. If I've come to your house, it means I'm serious. Don't you believe that, Belinda?"
Belinda was taken aback again. She was speechless for a long time. Her eyes were locked with his; she was trying to read some hint of mockery or insincerity in his gaze.
But there were none.
At this moment, Chase seemed more serious and solemn than ever before.
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