The heart that raced towards work next chose stability, Windsor Myres was his first choice.
A Windsor Myres who knew how to restrain her sharp edges and was able to yield, very good.
Camden River casually thought about it, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, his expression mild and unperturbed.
Amidst the crowd's commotion, Mia Ginger glanced at him, shifted her gaze, and saw Windsor Myres with a smile tugging at her lips.
There was a bit of glaring pride, certain of victory.
Indeed.
Camden River would actively refuse her one kiss, yet couldn't refuse a more intimate kiss from her.
That explained the matter.
Earlier, he spoke to defend her, which made her very happy, yet this happiness quickly fell to a low point due to their simple interaction.
He probably still loves Windsor Myres, what should she do?
Thinking about Windsor Myres's few words outside earlier, Mia Ginger couldn't help but curl her fingers and touched a glass of wine at her side.
