Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qAfter waking up and putting on her clothes, Francesca walked over and opened the door. “Good morning, William!”

“Francesca, did I wake you?”

William looked at her with a conflicted expression.

“No, I was already awake.” Francesca noticed the paleness on William's face and the fact that his eyes were bloodshot. “Did you not sleep the entire night?”

“I was worried about Robin, so I had been staying by his side,” William replied with a smile. “He woke up at six and looks a lot better. He's having his breakfast now.”

“I'm glad to hear that. I'll go over later.” Francesca yawned. “I'm going to shower first.”

“Francesca,” William called out to her.

“Hmm?” She turned her head around to look at him.

William's eyes were filled

I be?” Francesca chuckled. “All right now,

she closed

wiped the smile off her face, then anxiously took out her phone

filled the headlines. Almost

dressed in a black suit. As he stood in the shadows, the play of light accentuated the mystery

her sensuous figure, and the white veil draped over her low-hung

picture, it very much resembled a wedding

blissful smile in the picture. Although Danrique's expression was hidden in the shadows, the contrast between one's warmth

writeups that described how loving those two were, Francesca could feel rage being ignited

still believed that it was nothing but gossip. However, she

outlets reported the news, every major outlet

else. It looks like Monica is right. Danrique must have broken up with me because he got together with Hazel. And yet, I foolishly believed that he was forcing me to go see him. How deluded can I be? It now turns out that his heart has

became. She even felt the urge to fly to Xendale