My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 822

Though he had spoken to the priest of Quiet Winds Church previously, Cillian seemed to hold some kind of grudge against him.

Hence, he decided to drop by the church to ensure they had activated the Mountain Shield Formation.

On the rooftop of Royal Bay Villa 14, Atlas lounged on a deck chair beneath a parasol.

From time to time, he gazed at the basin.

He was starting to regret his decision.

His master had given him a fierce scolding after he suggested swapping shifts with Jesebel yesterday.

Now, his master was whispering sweet nothings into that young woman's ears.

Jesebel had practically assumed a position as the homeowner now from where she was seated downstairs.

Meanwhile, he had to keep watch on the rooftop day and night.

Atlas took his phone out dejectedly and pulled up Jesebel’s social media profile to look at it.

Huh?

Had she deactivated her account?

Hold on…

If she had deactivated it, it would say so on the page.

The way the page looked right now…

Had she blocked him?

Atlas sat up straight, a dark look immediately appearing on his face.

He had been able to see her posts just a couple of days ago.

The majority of her posts had vanished yesterday, and now, he could not see anything else.

Atlas tried sending Jesebel a direct message that consisted of nothing but two question marks.

A bright red exclamation mark appeared on the screen.

Sure enough, she had blocked him.

Was she testing his temper?

Atlas stomped down the stairs, his phone in hand.

Jesebel was wearing a long, light-blue colored dress and mopping the floor.

She turned around when she heard the footsteps.

Upon noticing the gloomy expression on Atlas’ face, a nearly imperceptible smile appeared on her face.

“Why did you block me?”

Atlas walked over to Jesebel to question her.

Was that how mature women looked?

“All done…”

When Jesebel handed his phone back to him, Atlas immediately averted his gaze and grabbed his phone before saying frostily, “No next time!”

He turned and headed upstairs after saying that.

Jesebel watched as the man left, the corners of her mouth curving upward before realizing it.

Once she finished cleaning, Jesebel returned to her room and took photos of herself after putting on a pair of black silk tights.

Atlas returned to the rooftop.

He first headed to the basin to check on the ghoul overlord before lying down on the deck chair again.

As he grabbed his glass of lemonade and sipped from it, he unlocked his phone to check Jesebel’s social media.

She had posted an Instastory just a minute ago.

It was a picture of her long legs encased in a pair of black silk tights, and her caption read: [Another day of getting yelled at by my boss. Putting on my black tights so I can go on a date to alleviate my boredom…]

An ugly look immediately appeared on Atlas’ face again.

He got to his feet and walked to the rooftop’s edge.

There, he spotted Jesebel walking out the gates, wearing her black silk tights and a pair of heels.