Grace doubted her ears, hesitantly asking, “You… what are you saying?”
Vincent stepped forward, leaning closer, his voice low and suggestive. “I said, I want to pursue Miss Grace.”
“Until you agree to let me be your official boyfriend, husband, and the children’s stepfather.”
As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, leaning close to her ear, and Grace could even feel his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.
A tingling sensation spread from her ear down her spine, and she instinctively pushed Vincent away.
Staring at the handsome face before her, she tried to look stern. “Mr. Fisk, I thought I made myself very clear yesterday…”
“I like you, and pursuing you is my business; whether you accept it or not is your business,” Vincent interrupted her. “I think, what you should be focus
