Tariq Lane's mind was in chaos.
He had just been so close to Kallie, but he didn't feel any excitement, only confusion.
He was obviously so fond of Kallie. He once thought that as long as he could win Kallie's heart and make her marry him, he would do anything for this woman. Why did it seem that he had changed?
Kallie watched Tariq's back as he smoked and could sense his anxiety, even though she couldn't see his face.
So she was right, this man was losing his heart to another. She needed to try every possible way to win Tariq back.
If there was hesitation before, she was now determined.
She pushed her wheelchair behind Tariq and said, "I, I want to take a bath, but I can't move well. Can you help me?"
Tariq was lost in thought and it took him a while to come back to his senses and understand what Kallie was saying.
"Are you sure you want my help?" Tariq looked down at Kallie from above. "You know what this means."
