He Said He Hated Me, Then Begged To Be Mine Chapter 04

He Said He Hated Me, Then Begged To Be Mine Chapter 04

After eating tamales, Cassian showed no intention of leaving. 

He even stayed to play chess with Thaddeus. 

“Cassian, are you staying here tonight or going back to Holmby Hills?” 

Margot cut up mangoes and brought them over, asking Cassian directly whether he was staying. 

Cassian looked up. 

“Margot, this is my home. Of course I’m staying in my own 

home.” 

A wide smile spread across Margot’s face. Her eyes were damp, 

and her gaze was full of relief. 

“Good. I’ll have Aurelia tidy your room for you.” 

“No.” 

I curled up on the sofa and rejected it outright. 

“You used to fight for that. Every time Cassian came back from Holt Compound, you’d rush to clean his room. If anyone else 

helped, you got mad.” 

Although Cassian had been placed with my family by Lorcan, he was still Winslow’s grandson. During holidays, Winslow would bring him back to Holmby Hills. 

When I was little, I didn’t know what liking someone meant. 

I only knew I kept sending him messages again and again, asking when he would come back and what he had done at home that day, as if knowing one more thing about his life could bring me a little closer to him. 

Later, I grew up and finally understood my own feelings. 

I began rushing to tidy his room for him. 

The soft bath mat by the bathroom door, the mug by his bed, the tissue box on his desk, the pillows on his bed. 

With all that unspoken selfishness, I clumsily tried to leave traces of myself in his world. 

But in his eyes, none of it was love. 

It was overstepping. 

It was clinging. 

It was me forcing my way into his life without caring how he 

felt. 

It was control. 

“Mom, let the housekeeper clean it from now on.” 

I was going to take away everything I had added to Cassian’s 

room. 

The bath mat, mug, tissue box, bed pillows, Diptyque candle. 

When Cassian returned after chess, he pushed open the door and saw the box in my arms. Then he looked around the room 

and stood stiffly in the doorway like a piece of wood. 

“What is Aurelia doing now? She’s actually packing up the things she bought? But Cassian never used anything she gave him anyway, so he probably wanted to throw them out a long time ago.” 

“Honestly, Aurelia’s situation isn’t bad. She’s a Bel Air 

heiress, spoiled rotten by her parents. As long as she stops 

being stupid and hanging herself on the Cassian tree, her life 

won’t be bad.” 

“Aurelia is so rude. She always barges into the male lead’s room like she’s strolling through a grocery store. No respect at all. The male lead’s face is dark with anger. Who could stand someone they hate messing with their room?” 

“You can rest assured. This is the last time. I won’t enter your 

room without permission.” 

After saying that, I walked straight around him with the box in 

my arms. 

“Consuelo, help me throw these things away.” 

That night, Paloma invited me to The Abbey. 

“Get over here. Lots of hot younger guys. Cold ones, cool ones, sweet ones. There should be something for you.” 

“No matter how handsome Cassian Holt is, you’ll get tired of 

him eventually. Time to try a new flavor, so he doesn’t think you can’t live without him.” 

Photos of handsome younger guys popped up in the chat one 

after another. 

“Come play, sweetheart.” 

“Sure.” 

Before, I had put my whole heart on Cassian. Every time Paloma invited me to The Abbey, I rejected her. 

From now on, I would make up for all the good times I had missed.