After a conversation with Mr. Kang, Mabel Quinn returned to the bedroom. As soon as she entered, she was pulled onto the bed by a familiar force, the scent enveloping her immediately.
"Why did you take so long?" Kyle Kinston asked.
Mabel Quinn wrapped her hands around his neck and smiled slightly, "I happened to meet Mr. Kang and chatted with him for a while. He's very concerned about you, you know. He said no matter what conflicts arise between us in the future, he hopes I won't leave you."
"And what about you?" he asked softly, his body pressing a bit closer to hers.
"Of course, I reassured him." She suddenly flipped over, and in an instant, their positions changed with her on top and him below.
Mabel Quinn looked down at Kyle Kinston, her right hand gently pressing on his heart.
He lay flat, eyes fixed on her with deep affection. In this moment, he seemed to let her take the lead, ready to endure whatever she wanted to do with him.
