Michael raised an eyebrow. Along the way, the little woman had been so quiet and well-behaved that it was completely abnormal.
Evelyn unlocked the villa door, turned on the lights, and slipped her car keys into her bag while he wasn't paying attention.
Then, taking his arm, she helped him up to the second floor.
In the bedroom, Evelyn helped him over to the bed. Michael sat on the edge, watching her with a sharp look.
Evelyn knelt down, took off his shoes, and set them neatly aside.
He observed her every movement, raising an eyebrow once more.
This was definitely not how Evelyn would act under normal circumstances, she was undoubtedly plotting something.
Feeling his intense, gaze, Evelyn's scalp tightened. Pretending as if nothing was wrong, she gently pushed him back onto the bed and leaned down to whisper soft words in his ear: "Mr. Thorn, it's time to get some rest."
Every time his gaze turned so deep and intense, she would take the initiative to distract him!
