"Why did you agree to watch a movie with me? Why did you care whether I got a fish bone stuck in my throat? Why did you come to find me when you were drunk?"
Wyatt Wright paused before speaking lightly, "You are a very precious tenant to Miss Watson."
Rae Bennett stared at him steadily, "Excuse."
He did not continue the conversation.
She stood up from her seat, her gaze becoming fierce, not as gentle as usual, "Have you fallen for another woman?"
If Wyatt dared to say yes.
Rae Bennett would dare to destroy that woman.
"No."
He stood, straightening his back, an image of rigid honor, straight and ruthless, "I have no plans to settle down nor will I date anyone. Don't waste your time on me."
This was the real Wyatt Wright.
A modest gentleman, but more ruthless than anyone when it matters.
Rae Bennett let go of the hand she had been clenching, and the monster that had been trapped for seven years in her well-behaved exterior began to struggle.
