Chapter 45 Bradley stood still . Giselle urged , " What are you standing there for ? It was your idea . Are you going back on your word ? Don't tell me you can't even fulfil the simple task of sending me away ! " " Why ? " He questioned her as he stood upstairs with one hand in his pocket . " Why what ? " Giselle was puzzled . " Why don't you want to stay here ? " Bradley repeated the question . If he remembered correctly , she and Ethan had chosen this house together . Ethan had given suggestions , but she made the final decisions . However , now she claimed not to want to stay here anymore . Even if she was offered to keep the house , she had disappeared with her luggage that very night . Do I need a reason not to want to stay here ? " Giselle looked at him in confusion . However , judging by Bradley's expression , he seemed to genuinely want a reason for her decision . She had no choice but to provide an answer , " Because I feel uncomfortable . I have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar places , and the room you assigned to me hasn't been cleaned for who knows how long . The last time I slept here , I broke out in rashes ! Plus , everywhere I look , I see reminders of your presence , which makes me uneasy . I don't want to live with you . I can't stand being around you ! " She wasn't afraid to offend Bradley . She spoke whatever came to her mind . Her words were purely a personal outburst of emotion . Meanwhile , Bradley didn't seem to get angry at all . In fact , he even showed a hint of a smile after her words . " Why the attitude when you aren't even a princess ? " Giselle's frustration boiled over . She wanted to pick up the nearby pillow and throw it at him . " Bradley , are you selectively deaf to what I say ? " Clearly , the main reason for her discomfort was him ! Bradley glanced at his watch . " Where do you stay ? " Giselle hesitated before reluctantly giving her current address , " Niverlis Bay . " She wasn't worried about Bradley coming to find her as the security system at Niverlis Bay was tight . Non - residents couldn't get in . Moreover , she only mentioned the name of the community , not her exact location . Even if Bradley wanted to bother her , he wouldn't find her . Nevertheless , it would be best if he drove her away at this late hour . But Bradley had no intention of sending her away . After asking for her address , he turned and left . " It's late . You should get some rest . Bear with me for tonight , even if you hate it . As for your requests , think about them carefully before bringing them up again . You asking for 3 million dollars is better than me sending you away . " Giselle was stunned . With a sudden realisation , she grabbed a pillow and threw it at Bradley . " Bradley , shame on you ! Are you a dog ? " " If you say so , " he replied . Standing at the corner of the stairs , Bradley witnessed Giselle's every move . A broad smile appeared on his face . " Goodnight , Gigi , " he said . Giselle was exasperated . A serious problem dawned on her at that very moment . After a moment of hesitation , she chased after Bradley . With a somewhat awkward posture , she asked , " Bradley , I have something to ask you . " Bradley , leaning lazily against the railing , replied , " Hmm ? " Giselle gritted his teeth . However , the thought of him buying her very first sanitary napkin made her feel less embarrassed . She asked , " Since you said there are spare clothes upstairs for me , is there also the stuff I need in the room ? " 1/3 < Chapter 45 +30 Vouchers Bradley's expression became subtle . He looked at her with a slightly complex gaze . " What do you take me for ? If I had wanted to sleep with you , would I have had to wait until today ? " Giselle was furious . " Do you have a mental problem , Bradley ? What's on earth on your mind ? " Just half an hour ago , he was brewing ginger tea for her . How could he suddenly think of something so inappropriate ? Bradley came to a realisation after being yelled at by her . He smiled even at the look of Giselle's angry expression . He couldn't help but laugh . Indeed , what was he thinking ? After a moment of thought , he asked , " Don't you have them in your bag ? " Giselle glared at him . " If I did , would I ask you ? " Her purse , matched with her evening dress , was small . She only kept a couple of them , just in case . She never expected to be brought here by Bradley to stay the night . Hence , she certainly didn't have enough sanitary napkins for us . 1 Bradley fell silent for a moment before turning to walk downstairs . "You go ahead and rest . I'll go buy them . " There were no supermarkets near the villa area . To buy something , one had to drive outside , which would take about half an hour round trip . Giselle felt disappointed . " Why don't you just send me away ? " Brushing past her , Bradley reached for the car keys on the coffee table . " Forget about it . Since you're not happy living here , just spend the night . " Giselle shot him a forced , fleeting smile and angrily sat back on the couch . " There's food in the fridge . Help yourself if you're hungry . The ginger tea is in the kitchen . Add it yourself after you finish drinking . I'll be back soon . " Bradley instructed before leaving . Giselle didn't even want to look at him . She kept her head down and played with her phone . Glancing at her from the corner of his eye , Bradley suddenly remembered something and turned back . His tall figure blocked the light , and Giselle couldn't help but look up . " What ? Aren't you going out ? Also , Bradley took out his phone and handed it to her . " Give me your new number . Also , add me on social media . " Giselle looked at him in silence while feeling complex . She had wanted to ask him why he was so heartless when he sent her abroad , deleting all her contact information and ignoring her calls and messages . Hence , why bother to add her number now ? But some questions were meaningless . Her face was glum as she asked , " Is it necessary ? " Bradley frowned . " Of course . Even if we can't be husband and wife , you can't deny that we grew up together . If your new friends from the Henderson family can have your contact information , why can't I ? " For three years , she had never cut off contact with his mother , yet she didn't send him a single message . She was such a stinker . Giselle couldn't be bothered to argue with him . " Mr. Ferrell , have you ever heard of an ex who should be as dead ? Although we haven't divorced yet , you're as good as dead to me . Why do you need my contact information ? Do you want us to add each other so that I can send you prayers online ? " " Giselle ! " Bradley was infuriated by her words . " Where did you learn all this from ? " Giselle shifted her focus . " It's none of your business ! Get out quickly ! You're annoying . " Bradley grunted and tried to grab her phone . " You're as bad temper as when you were a child , yet you're in such a hurry to divorce me . I wonder if any other man would even want to marry you . " " Give me back my phone ! " Giselle was left empty - handed , and she was frustrated . Unfortunately , she was shorter than Bradley . He raised her phone , and she couldn't even touch it . No matter how much she stretched out her hand , Bradley avoided her from touching the phone . " Are you giving me your number or not ? " Giselle didn't have the energy to argue with him , especially since she was wearing a dress , making it inconvenient to create a scene . " Bradley , if there's a problem with your brain , go to seek a doctor . You've earned quite a bit of money . Don't be so stingy with yourself . My phone number hasn't changed . You're the one who deleted and blocked me . Why are you asking for my phone number now ? Are you annoying or what ? " Bradley paused . " What did you say ? "