"Is there anything else?" She turned to look at Robin Reade, her eyes clear and bright.
Under Tina Hernandez's gaze, Robin Reade was flustered and momentarily forgot what he wanted to say. His face flushed, and he looked helpless.
"No, nothing."
Tina flashed a smile: "It's getting late, you should head back. Drive carefully."
Robin Reade's heart settled in the warmth of her smile.
He shouldn't be impatient; he would have a chance as long as he performed well.
"Goodnight." He got into his car and was about to drive off.
Tina Hernandez watched his actions and suddenly called out, "Robin Reade!"
She had made a decision.
She would do as she pleased. How could she know if it wouldn't work if she didn't try? It was an indisputable fact that Robin Reade liked her, and he just tried to confess his love for her. She liked him too.
Why should she hesitate after a failed marriage?
