Outside the hotel, Skye Brown got out of the car wearing a short dress.
"Skye, slow down..." Dylan Wellington came up from behind her with a caring tone, supporting her.
Skye, feeling impatient, slapped away Dylan's hand.
"Dylan, hands off! Don't lean so close to me."
They were standing in the public area at the entrance of the hotel.
Not only were people coming and going, but there was also a bunch of reporters. Couldn't Dylan stop causing a scene?!
"Baby, are you sure you can do this?"
Dylan moved closer with a smug face, his large palm gently wrapping around her waist.
With ease, he pulled the untamed girl into his embrace.
"We've been going at it from yesterday morning to this morning, the entire twenty hours. You never left my bed... Are you sure you won't fall if I let you go, hm?"
After saying that, Dylan casually let go.
However, he recklessly leaned upper half closer.
Intentionally speaking into her ear.