Ethan Herd: "..."
Scarlett Glenn yawned, pushing Ethan away, and touched his face, which was as black as charcoal: "I'm sleepy, I'll go have a nap first. Don't disturb me."
Scarlett found the bedroom, kicked off her shoes, and lay down without even taking off her clothes.
After working all night, she almost fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Ethan sat in the living room, alone, for a full ten minutes.
Ethan laughed at himself. How dare this woman, in her own house, with her life in his hands, talk to him like this?
After all that, she dragged him into a night of crime, just to drag him into the mud and make it impossible for him to threaten her anymore?
Now that her crisis was over, she no longer pretended to be polite to him.
So the words she said were just like that day in the photography studio, when she was just messing with him?
Ethan slowly unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes filled with dangerous charm.
