Tessa Caldwell's face turned even redder, as if it could bleed, and she feigned toughness, saying, "It's not for you to see, can't I let someone else see it?"
"For whom?" Faye slowly stepped forward, directly pushing Tessa against the closet wall, with his arms propped on either side of her shoulders, trapping her in the middle.
The light above shone on us, making an already suggestive posture even more evocative.
"What... what's it to... you?" Tessa swallowed, her voice trembling and stammering.
"Trying to seduce another man right in front of your own husband? Hmm?" Faye's voice carried a strange danger.
Tessa instinctively tightened her grip on her hands, suddenly feeling a bit nervous, her mind inexplicably muddled.
She grinned, deliberately joking, trying to act normal, squinting her eyes, and smiling until they formed crescent moons: "He's a rich second-generation heir, my goal for the next three months, is that not okay! Oh dear, are you jealous? If you're jealous, just say so…"
The flirtatious atmosphere was completely dispersed by her cheeky words.
Faye raised an eyebrow, let go of her, and flicked her forehead with his fingers, "Dare to be any more self-absorbed?"
Tessa made a funny face at him, "Go on, go throw Thomas Morton out."
Faye stepped back and sat elegantly on the edge of the bed, "No!"
"Why not?" Tessa asked in confusion, her voice soft and lingering, looking at him with a pitiful face that no one could resist.
Unfortunately, Faye was not ordinary, and he replied with an unchanged expression, very ruthlessly, "No reason."
No reason, my foot. Previously, when it came to her troublesome family, he would always proactively help. Why would he suddenly stop? Tessa's gaze shifted; could it be because of her cousin's affair?!
"No way, just because of my cousin's call? I didn't let you answer. Are you still mad..."
She pouted, her gleaming eyes filled with grievance as she looked at him, "You're really petty."
Faye stared at her silently for a moment, then suddenly turned around, "I should go back to my own room."
Returning to his room would expose everything; this guy is threatening her at this moment? Outrageous!! But she must endure~~
Tessa quickly stepped forward, reaching out to catch him, "No, no, no, you're not petty. I'm petty, I'm the pettiest..."
She pouted, "So, you're not really going to let him sleep at our place for the night, right?"
Faye asked lightly, "If you don't let him sleep, he won't?"
Tessa shook her head, her eyes suddenly narrowing, "But if he sleeps over, then you'll have to sleep with me tonight."
Faye curled his lips meaningfully, "Isn't that what you've always wanted?"
Tessa raised her head and smiled as she blinked at him, "Or I could sleep on the sofa with him tonight. How about that? Will you get angry, throw a fit, go beat him up, and then throw him out? Speaking of which, I'm actually quite curious to see what it would look like if two men fought fiercely for me."
Faye looked at her with deep eyes, and suddenly, his whole demeanor became serious, "I think there are some things I should say to you."
Why suddenly so serious? Tessa asked suspiciously, "What is it?"
Faye opened his mouth to speak, but then stopped, pausing for a moment before saying in a low voice, "It's best for you to stay away from him."
"Oh... oh?" Tessa's eyes brightened, then she giggled and asked, "Why?"