"Even if I say it a few more times, it'll be the same..." Skye Brown turned around, raising her seemingly moist and gentle almond-shaped eyes, fearlessly meeting Dylan Wellington's gaze.
"Mr. Wellington and Miss Hammond are the perfect match, so stop flirting around. Mr. Wellington should know very well... you're not the type I would like..."
She already, would not like him anymore.
From the moment she willingly left, she had already made up her mind, to never like him again.
Even though, it's very difficult... but, Skye Brown shut the door to her heart, refusing to feel or remember, maybe... it wouldn't be that difficult.
"Flirting?" Dylan Wellington practically spit out these two words.
This woman, called Skye Brown, dared to describe his noble pursuit as flirting!!!
Mr. Wellington is at least a famous bachelor in Eastonia, countless women rush to climb into his bed, to be a stepmother to his daughter, to marry him and become Mrs. Wellington.
