A morning time quietly passed.
By noon, in the conversation between Wyatt Barnes and Helen Sinclair, it was mostly Helen inquiring and Wyatt responding.
"Helen."
In the end, Wyatt Barnes gritted his teeth secretly, prepared to state his intentions directly.
"Hm?"
Helen heard Wyatt call her name, a faint blush spread across her face, her autumnal eyes flickered with light, filled with gentle affection.
"I can't deny you're exceptional... But, I..."
Wyatt looked at Helen, seeming to want to say something but hesitated.
Helen's body slightly trembled as she softly asked, "Is it because of Keer and Jovie Lee?"
Wyatt Barnes nodded lightly.
"Without them, you..."
Upon saying this, Helen's breath started to quicken slightly.
"I would pursue you."
Wyatt Barnes did not hide anything and stated this directly.
"That's enough then."
On Helen's face emerged a smile from the heart, "This means I am not totally insignificant in your eyes... we just met a bit too late."
