Anwen backed away and accidentally hit the table. She almost fell, but Trish was always on alert. The man pulled Anwen, so she didn’t fall backwards. However, because he purposely pulled her strong enough, the girl fell into his arms instead.
Anwen’s nose hurt from hitting the man’s muscular chest, but she ignored it because her heart felt like it was going to explode right now.
“Are you okay?” Trish asked, taking a half step back to make some distance. When he saw Anwen, the girl’s face was as red as a tomato.
He was getting more and more convinced, but he was also cruel for constantly making Anwen puzzled. He looked at Anwen without blinking. A sweet smile curved up on his lips.
“W-why are you looking at me like that?” Anwen asked with a stammer.
“Nothing. I just realized that your eyes are so beautiful. I wonder why I didn’t notice it before.” Trish rubbed his chin, pretending to think.
