Trap (1)

Talia's eyes widened in surprise. It took her two seconds to remain calm and stare blankly at his handsome face, refusing to admit how much his mere presence affected her. 

"Mr. Wrathe," she called. 

"I hadn't seen you around, Miss Talia." the man swept his eyes on her before he locked on her eyes. 

"I was preoccupied with a lot of matters to take care of in the manor. Even now, I am still facing a lot of matters to take care of." Talia didn't want to stand in the same space with him and directly explained. Her meaning in her sentence was to not disturb her since she's extremely busy! 

Unfortunately, the man didn't seem to understand the hidden meaning and smiled. "That is a relief." 

Hearing him, she raised her eyebrows in an inquisitive manner. 

"I had even thought that you were avoiding me," he answered her silent question. 

However, his answer only made Talia panic and nervous. Had she been so obvious of her intentions?