Wyatt Lewis strode towards a black car parked by the roadside.
As the rear car door opened, Aria Richardson saw the person getting in and threw herself into his arms without hesitation.
Wyatt Lewis equally reached out to hold the woman beside him tightly, "Were you scared today?"
Aria Richardson nodded vigorously; anyone would have been frightened in that situation, right?
At that moment, her mind went completely blank, with all eyes watching, everyone saw what happened; it was enough to ruin Wyatt Lewis.
So she had spent the entire day frantically searching for evidence.
If she couldn't find evidence to prove his innocence, Aria Richardson couldn't even imagine what would happen to Wyatt Lewis's wrongful accusation.
"I'm out now, it's alright," Wyatt Lewis raised his hand to brush her hair, gently comforting her, and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
"Ahem..."
A voice came from the driver's seat.
Breaking the atmosphere inside the car.
