Wyatt Reed had only eyes for Alice Perez three years ago. Why should he care about the appearance of the person he casually saved?
Wyatt simply didn't care.
'So, Ivy doesn’t know how to swim?'
Wyatt's expression was perplexed. His dark eyes were as dark as ink and filled with a depressing gloom.
"I'm sorry..." All of the words he wanted to say were reduced to these two simple words.
Ivy laughed because she found it amusing. "You should apologize. You didn't expect those boxers to come after me after I rescued you from the underground fight club, did you? That they'd seek vengeance from me."
This sentence caused Wyatt's face to turn horrifyingly ugly as if he had been struck by lightning. He grabbed her arm and looked at her with intense emotion.
"What exactly did you say?"
'What ma
