"Miss Randy, please behave yourself."
Hearing his serious words, Ruth tutted and said, "Why are you so serious? I've already known it. You and Emma have divorced a long time ago. You're single now. What are you afraid of? I won't eat you. Even if I can, it's not now. We have to go to the company later."
Lucas frowned more when he heard her.
"I'd better wait for you downstairs."
Lucas didn't say anything more and turned around to leave. This time, instead of stopping him, she only said, "It's just been a while. You were so indifferent. At that time, you pretended to die from Europe. If I didn't destroy the video on the yacht, I'm afraid you wouldn't be like today."
As she spoke, she took off her bathrobe without shyness and put it under her feet. She walked to Lucas, put her hand on his shoulder behind him, and blew on the back of his neck, with the fragrance of the bath.