Usually, Haley Summers plays wildly with the fish he raises.
Late at night, he was so enthusiastic that he almost pinned Annabelle Hughes to a lamppost.
After being interrupted by Lorraine Hughes' horn, his passion was quelled instantly, replaced by a surge of anger, urgently needing to lash out!
"Who! Who did that!" Haley's veins popped, no one had ever dared interrupt his good time! He's determined to tear the person to pieces!
"Haley, stop shouting, someone's coming, what should we do..." Grace Ann was trembling slightly, clutching the sides of Haley's already unbuttoned shirt, nestling into his embrace.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"It's the crew's people." Grace whispered even softer, her tone hinting at a crying sound if you listened closely.
This broke Haley's heart, he hurriedly tidied her disheveled clothes, if someone saw the two in such a state, then Grace...
The sharply loud horn startled the crew, even the director came over.
