Ryleigh was a good-looking woman. Many guys had a crush on her when she was a singer in the bar. And now, her fragile look made her even more delicate.
She didn't believe that Murray could resist her now that she was so flirting.
Murray pursed his lips and looked at Ryleigh for a moment, silent. But in the end, he calmed down and nodded.
"Alright, don't worry. I won't leave."
Ryleigh nodded. There were still traces of tears on her delicate face, and she seemed to be a little distracted. She slowly lay down, holding Murray's hand and looking at his face all this time.
Murray thought of Melissa's words and their plan. Even if he didn't want to deal with her, he had to sit next to Ryleigh patiently, chatting with her.
Ryleigh closed her eyes, breathing steadily. She seemed to be asleep.
