Chapter 102 Kissing Her Wrist

Wynter didn’t want to continue talking about it. She walked ahead in her black boots. Her long hair hung low around her waist. Her legs looked slender and pale.

But Dalton still noticed that something was wrong with her right hand. Out of nowhere, he grabbed her wrist and lowered his eyes. “What happened?”

Wynter was unbothered. “I probably scraped myself against the tree by accident to avoid hitting someone mistakenly. It’s okay. I’ll go back home-”

Wynter stopped speaking halfway because of what Dalton did. He suddenly leaned,

down and placed his l*ps on her wrist. He exuded such nobility that his action,

although seemingly dangerous, was gentle.

It wasn’t even a k*ss, but the coolness of his l*ps suppressed the heat from her wound. Wynter had never been so intimate with anyone before. She wanted to pull

her wrist away.

However, he held her hand tight. He looked up slightly, resting his eyes on her face.

Standing tall, Dalton was in a black, tailored suit. On his pale wrist, he was wearing. that red beaded bracelet. He looked dangerously tempting.

see this scene as they were in a dimly lit

pleasant and enticing. It went well with his low whispers. “I’ll be on a business

Thursday.”

l*ps, she frowned instinctively. “A five–day business trip is still acceptable.

“I heard that this is

germs

lucky that you’re

would’ve slapped them hard.”

how Wynter couldn’t resist good–looking people at all. With

this alley. I’ll leave Ethan here with you.

hiding in a corner

speechless.

Wynter grinned. “That’s your bodyguard. Who would protect you if

in the eyes.

object. “I’m used to being alone and free. I don’t like

believe her words fully. If she really

with her so

of him.

such a situation before. He felt a little

on his face. He merely lowered his gaze. His

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