At this moment, Charlotte Green's heart was indescribable, filled with joy, emotion, and a sense of security.
So his final "Okay, I know now" wasn't an end, but a signal for her to wait, to wait for him to come to her side.
"Why?" she stepped forward and asked softly.
Why do this? Why do it for her? Why know that her phone call was actually in need of him?
"I've said, you're not suited to lie in front of me, let alone a lie that's not even well-rehearsed."
Should she say that he understood her, or that he wasn't just insightful but also incredibly accurate in reading people's hearts?
Kevin Cliff rose from the bed and stood in front of her, his dark eyes sweeping over her hands, suddenly stopping with a flash of cold light, and before she could hide them, he swiftly grabbed them, "How did you do this?!"
"I accidentally cut myself while grabbing something." Charlotte tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tight.
