"Damaged?" Claudia Ross asked in disbelief, "These are all solid wood furniture, how did they get damaged?"
Wyatt Perry's expression was a bit grim, "Don't ask anymore, just go to sleep."
"I won't, I can't sleep without getting it clear." The more Claudia Ross looked at Wyatt Perry, the stranger she found him.
During their passionate fight last night, he hadn't even taken off his clothes, and his hairstyle had changed over the past few days too. He used to comb his hair back, but now he let it cover his forehead.
Although such a hairstyle made him look like a young heartthrob, it was completely not his style.
Claudia Ross suddenly reached out to push Wyatt Perry's hair back.
He dodged, heightening her suspicions even more.
"Come here, let me see your forehead!" She commanded like a queen. She wouldn't go to sleep today without figuring it out, she couldn't let Wyatt Perry fool her again.