, facing Wesley Foley's earnest gaze, Titus Zane's full lips quivered, and in the end, said nothing.
If it were any other man, she would have immediately replied, yes, but the man before her was too excellent and serious, and she could not bring herself to deceive him.
At least not right now.
"Go ahead."
Wesley said, lifting the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes gentle, like the words he uttered.
"Get some rest early, you still have to work tomorrow."
After speaking, he turned around, as if unwilling to put Titus Zane in a difficult position.
Watching the man's slender back walking towards the luxury car, opening the door, getting in, until the luxury car slowly drove away, standing in front of the hotel, for a long time, Titus Zane couldn't regain her composure.
