"..." The man stood up, looking at her in utter disarray, his body cold to the core. He should have been angry, yet he couldn't muster the anger.
His gaze on her gradually became heated.
Especially with the girl's clothes soaking wet, clinging tightly to her body, he could vaguely recall that night when he aggressively ripped her collar, revealing her fair skin.
His lower abdomen tightened abruptly. Realizing he was distracted, he quickly looked away, his voice husky yet charming: "Go back..."
"You... will temporarily stay in my room."
Eva Nightingale: "???"
Just a moment ago, this man had been so fierce, and now suddenly softened!
So this is what he's like when he softens, not enough to make one want to hate him to death.
Such a feeling, Eva truly felt a twinge of sadness, seemingly reminded of Lucas Knight...
*
Upon returning to the villa, the bodyguards eagerly greeted her: "Miss Eva."
