Chapter 376 Is He Playing the Sympathy Card?
- Lucille had no idea how long Flint had been standing there in the rain. The streetlights outside the villa barely illuminated the rainy night.
- Raindrops hit her face, stinging slightly, making it hard to discern Flint's expression at that moment.
- The next second, Flint took off his already thoroughly soaked coat and held it over her head. "Hurry up and get inside."