But Wesley just sat so straight, unmoved, and even pulled out her hand that was walking on his chest.
Doris took off the shoes on her feet and leaned her legs against his chest.
"Wesley, don't fake it. I know you are enduring. Let's just..."
Wesley held her legs, picked up the shoes to help her put them on, and put her feet down.
Doris was stunned and saw Wesley open the door and get out of the car, then he pulled the door next to the driver seat away and got into the car.
At this time, Vic returned with other bodyguards.
Vic felt very strange seeing the young master sitting in the passenger seat...
Usually, if Doris was here, Wesley must sit in the back with her.
"Wesley, what's on earth the problem?" Doris clenched her fist. It was a shame that a woman's "courtship" was rejected.
