Her attitude made it clear she wanted him to stop talking.
She was soft, gentle, and weak, and she knew exactly how to act cute with him.
Preston Keaton lowered his gaze, his heart ultimately softening.
'As long as I'm here, I'll protect her,' he thought. 'I'll take care of any problems that come up. She's young, so everything she does is understandable.'
He spoke coolly, his stern and imposing demeanor softening. "Alright, I'm not scolding you. Who are you putting on this delicate act for?"
Evelyn Grant's muffled voice replied, full of spoiled petulance, "For you."
She burrowed into the man's warm embrace, growing quiet and obediently silent.
Seeing her like this would soften anyone's heart.
