Keira Olsen and Lewis Horton sat in the Allen Family's reception room, surveying their surroundings. "I didn't expect Rebecca's home to have this decor style, it's quite cozy."
Lewis frowned, displeased. "Don't you feel a sense of danger?"
"What danger?" Keira looked at him puzzledly.
Lewis coughed softly, lowering his voice, "Rebecca Allen covets her friend's husband quite brazenly, you should keep your distance."
Keira's mouth slightly fell open.
She gave a slight smile. "There must be some misunderstanding."
Lewis sighed and remained silent.
Over the years, whether during their school days or after returning to the country, there had been many women who relentlessly pursued him; otherwise, he wouldn't have mistaken Keira bringing a marriage certificate printout to him as her hitting on him.
Yet he never expected that the well-behaved, admiring girl he saw in Keira would have eyes for him as well?
