Journey to Happy Ending novel Chapter 129

"Duke! You need to stop being so unreasonable and learn to take no for answer." Belinda found that her life had been absolute chaos since she met Leena and Duke.

"Only my wife can reason with me, but you don't want to be my wife." Duke responded. A smile crept across his face. He had never been so mischievous before, but now he found that bullying Belinda was so much fun.

"Umm..."

Normally Belinda was good at verbal battles, but she had little experience dealing with a shameless man like Duke. There was nothing she could say to fight back.

"I don't want to talk about this anymore. I need to go to work." Belinda said. Duke locked the car door before she could open it.

"I'll drive you to the office." Duke said and started the engine. He didn't give Belinda a chance to say no.

"I have my own car, you know." Belinda complained as he drove away from her house. She rolled her eyes and wondered why he was always so bossy. He wouldn't let anyone tell him what to do.

"I know." Duke ignored her complaints and focused on the drive. He was not in a good mood.

Duke was as unpredictable as the weather. 'Probably best not to argue with him again, ' Belinda thought.

Wheels were turning in both their heads, as they both kept in silence, lost in their thoughts.

"Don't hang up on me again, ever." Duke warned again as he slowly pulled into the company's parking lot.

Belinda was about to answer, but then she thought maybe she could just pretend that he was talking to himself.

The car screeched to a stop and pulled Duke back to reality. Looking up to the magnificent building owned by YS group, Duke relaxed himself. He felt better.

Belinda was busy replaying the conversation they had earlier.

Belinda picked up the phone and answered listlessly.

"Hello." Her voice sounded lazy and lifeless.

"What's going on? Are you feeling sick?" Duke frowned and wanted to know why she sounded tired.

"Ahh... It's you!" Belinda began to panic when she heard Duke's voice. Why did he call again?

"I'm downstairs. You need to be down here now, or I'm coming up to get you." Duke tapped on the steering wheel gently, playing with the choice question that would put him in a sure-win situation no matter which answer she chose.

"What are you doing downstairs?" Belinda paced up and down in her office and was impressed by his swiftness. It was just ten minutes after he ended the phone call and he was already downstairs. Did he use a plane to commute?

"You don't need to have lunch?" Duke asked with an evil smile on his face.

"Can I say that I'm on a diet?" Belinda closed her eyes and made a final last ditch attempt to get out of it.

"No, you can't." Duke sneered. He was angry with himself. When did he start caring about this woman?

"I can't? Then wait for me downstairs. I'll be there soon." She didn't want anyone gossiping about this. If her father knew about any of this, he'd try to get them married.

"Hurry up." Duke smirked as he saw through Belinda's trick. Escape was not an option.

It took Belinda a while to come downstairs. When she saw Duke, she grumbled and stared at the innocent-looking man who stood by the car.

Duke didn't expect her to be in a good mood.

"Duke, you've got nothing to do for the whole day?" Belinda didn't like this at all. And she wasn't going to go easy on him.

"I'm not busy. Where do you want to eat?" Duke wasn't dumb. He knew that Belinda asked that question to suggest that his time might be better spent working.

"Duke, you're acting like we're in a relationship." Belinda said miserably.

"We ARE in a relationship now. Can't you see? I'm serious." Duke stared at her. He was unhappy that she didn't take this as seriously as he did.

"Umm... Fine. Ignore me." Belinda figured the less she talked, the less trouble she'd be in.

"If you don't have a better choice. how about the Mochan Restaurant?" Duke asked for her opinion this time. He didn't want to be thought of as a tyrant.

"That's fine." Belinda answered and buried herself in the seat. At least if she was silent he wouldn't twist her words.