Walter Schmidt walked in step by step, still dressed in the shirt and trousers he had worn at the airport that day. Tara Summer could tell at a glance, frowning even more deeply at the sight.
The man didn't speak, standing a few meters away from Tara after entering the bedroom. Seeing this, Josie Reed at the door quietly stepped out and closed the door, leaving the two in their private space.
"Walter…" Tara walked up to him and looked up, "You haven't changed your clothes all this time?"
Had he not left the airport from the day he left and bought a ticket for the next flight to come directly here?
Walter remained silent, but his stern expression still said it all.
Tara Summer sighed lightly, "Walter, I really don't need a bodyguard, you…"
She understood his intention of coming here, seemingly still unwilling to give up staying by her side.
"Alright." To her surprise, Walter nodded, his expression becoming even more serious, "If you don't need a bodyguard, I won't insist!"
