That night, Leslie Howard accompanied Xavier Wallace, telling him bedtime stories before returning to her and David Redington's room.
Looking at the man sitting on the big bed waiting for her, his dark blue eyes seemed to radiate intensity, Leslie's heart skipped a beat.
She'd bet anything that this man was definitely jealous.
"Are you angry, huh?"
Leslie proactively walked towards the big bed, wrapping her arms around David Redington's neck.
Her luscious lips gently kissed his thin lips, somewhat coyly asking.
"Hmm." David Redington spoke deeply, "Not only angry, but also very jealous, especially seeing Xavier snuggling in your arms, taking up our time together and having you tell him bedtime stories."
David's eyes were slightly darkened, even a dangerous aura seemed to flow through.
But though he said this, he actually didn't stop Leslie Howard from accompanying Xavier, and would even find time to play with him after busying with his own affairs.
