Seeing Mabel suddenly barge in, Cyrus didn't try to hide. Instead, he spread his arms in a confident gesture and took two steps toward her.
With a playful smile on his face, he asked, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"
Mabel tried to avoid looking at his muscular frame, letting her gaze drift to the side.
However, her cheeks betrayed her, flushing a bright red.
"You shouldn't ask me that. You should be asking Maria!" She retorted, her words still laced with a hint of stubbornness.
Cyrus's smile widened as he watched Mabel try to act tough. He cornered her against the wall, slowly closing the distance between them.
Mabel squeezed her eyes shut, pretending not to notice the firm chest in front of her. Just then, a loud splash of water rang in her ears.
She forced her eyes open, on
