Chapter18:

Silvie’s POV “Miss. Bates! Miss. Bates, please.” Please? I was temporarily stunned at that word coming from Kyle’s lips. That man would never, had never begged a day in his life for anything. And he was begging me? I was tempted to open the door to confirm that yes, it was indeed Kyle Blackwell behind it. Vexed, I didn’t bother with a reply and returned to my kitchen to stir my dish. The knocks kept coming and I felt my initial happiness begin to fade with each one. My day was ruined already and it wasn’t even over yet. At some point, the knocking stopped. Around this time, I was done cooking everything and had nearly forgotten about Kyle, but he still lingered in the back of my mind. I found myself wishing I had at least given him a chance. Not because I wanted to hear what he had to say, but I wanted to know what it felt like to have a man like him grovel. I wanted Kyle to beg for what he did. I wanted him to ask me to come back, just so I could rub my refusal in his face. But that w