Tessa Caldwell held her phone, stormed into Faye's room angrily.
Faye had already come out of the bathroom, a wide snow-white towel wrapped around his waist. He sat at the edge of the bed, drying his wet hair with a towel. Shiny droplets of water were sliding down from his hair, landing on his shoulders, gliding over his narrow waist, and disappearing below the towel wrapped around his hips…
On any other day, such a sexy and alluring male form would have made Tessa swoon for a moment.
But now she seemed oblivious, her fury clearly off the charts.
She stared at Faye with wide eyes to express her displeasure, then handed the phone to him: "You... you're Kevin?"
Faye paused, glanced at his phone, and didn't answer directly but said, "I'm the one who sent you the message."
Wasn't that an admission that Kevin was his alias on Weibo? Tessa suddenly flared up, her face turned red as blood: "Why didn't you tell me? Did you have fun fooling me all along?"
