Chapter 77

It was that man again. Samuel stared at Wayne, visibly displeased. Even though he looked cold and detached on the surface, like someone without any desires, Samuel—a fellow man—could sense the quiet possessiveness hidden beneath that calm facade. He was like a cold-blooded python, coiled right next to Miranda. His chilling stare silently warned off anyone who dared to get close. "You're back?" Miranda saw him. Only then did Wayne turn, as if he hadn't noticed him earlier. However, his gaze only landed on Samuel briefly. He then reached out and tugged lightly at the coat draped over Miranda's shoulder, pulling her gently toward him in the process. "The coat. It was slipping off," he explained calmly. Wayne's gaze landed softly above her. Miranda's eyes fell on his chest. Just a bit closer and… No. They were already too close. Close enough that it looked like she was in his arms. Her breath hitched. She quickly gripped the coat and backed away to put space between them. "Th