"Sister, that's all in the past," Wyatt Hale said with an anxious smile.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just casually asking," Zoe Bell said with a faint smile, lowering her voice, "I'm already married to him, would I still care about these things?"
"I'm just more curious about his past, wanting to understand him a bit more."
"After all, he's not very talkative, and we don't communicate much."
Wyatt nodded, feeling that she made a lot of sense.
"My brother is indeed too busy. There was a period of time when he didn't come home to sleep, leaving you all alone. Even I couldn't stand it," he continued.
"Actually, I don't know much about my brother's private life."
"But there indeed aren't a few who like him."
"Oh"—Zoe pressed her lips together, saying, "I see."
"You know what's weird? I don't look bad, and I have a good personality. Why do those girls only like my brother and not me?"
