Chapter Seven
His gaze was intense and affectionate, always carrying a sense of indulgence, yet it seemed to have a hint of teasing, as if he were flirting with her.
Sofia Hamilton took the initiative to hook his neck, "Isn't it?"
She curled her lips, "The words are so sour, seeing me chatting happily with Lucas Graham, yet you run out here alone. Isn't that jealousy?"
"In that case, maybe it is a bit like that." He raised an eyebrow, still refusing to admit it, with a shallow smile at the corner of his lips.
"What do you mean by 'like'? Be honest, are you jealous?"
Looking into her eyes filled with anticipation, Ryan Gregory was silent for a moment before speaking slowly, with some seriousness, but his dark eyes still carried a smile, "I'm a little jealous, also a bit concerned, and... happy."
"Happy?"
