He Didn’t Kidnap Me. Not Exactly novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67

It was something about assessment schemes and technical, but something I could help with.

So I did.

I explained, broke it down, walked him through it. And slowly, the moment settled. Time passed without me noticing.

*…and that’s basically it,” I finished after some minutes. He nodded and looked at the screen… but apparently, he was not done being a jerk.

“You don’t look like the smart type.” He said then and my expression shifted at once.

I turned to him immediately. “Ouch?!” Then, “What is wrong with you? I just helped out here.”

“Relax. It’s a compliment,” he said. “I thought you were dumb before. Now I don’t.”

I glared then. “That is not better.”

“That’s the truth.”

I stared at him, then I pushed my chair back and stood.

“You know,” I said, “you could just say thank you.”

“For what?”

I blinked. “For helping you. Obviously.”

“It was mutual.”

“What do you mean mutual?”

“By explaining it,” he said, “you reinforced your own understanding. You helped me. I helped you.” He said and I stared at him for a second.

“I didn’t know you were this petty.”

“I didn’t know you liked begging for appreciation instead of letting it come to you naturally.”

Silence…

I let out a short, disbelieving breath, then I turned and stormed out.

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