"Um."
Britney nodded and leaned against Manuel, already having shed her tough exterior. She also noticed that her recently tense nerves were relaxing, and combined with her recent lack of sleep, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat was somewhat hypnotic, making her feel very sleepy.
It can be said that Manuel is someone she knows very little about until now, but leaning on him always brings an inexplicable sense of peace.
Actually, she was very afraid before, afraid of experiencing betrayal like Conrad's again. But she can't remember when Manuel entered her heart now, thinking back.
She thought that God would not play jokes on her again and again.
Hearing her deep breath, Manuel closed the car window.
"Let's go back to the villa first."
"Mr. Castro, there might not be enough
