Enrique approached her and slightly leaned over. His voice was low and hoarse, "Lie down."
Christy's eyes flashed. She looked at him alertly, "Lie down... Why?"
Seeing that she was alert, Enrique narrowed his eyes and said, "Sleep."
Christy looked at the bed and then at him, "I want to sleep alone."
"Have I said that I want to sleep with you?" Enrique said and straightened up.
Knowing that she was mistaken, Christy was embarrassed. She cleared her throat, "Well, thank you for taking me in again tonight. Good night."
Enrique narrowed his eyes, "You said good night to me?"
Christy looked up in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Enrique wore a faint smile, "Good night means I love you."
"..." Christy's mouth twisted and she directly reached out and covered her mouth. Well, she had said something wrong again.
"Good night." After saying that, Enrique strode out to the bedroom.
As he reached out to pull open the bedroom door, Christy couldn't help but ask, "May I know your name?"
Until now, she still didn't know his name.
Because she did not know the name of that man who saved her eight years ago. So, she was deceived by Osborne and identified the wrong person to pay a debt of gratitude.
She couldn't repeat this mistake again.
He had helped her more than once. At least, she should know his name.
As for the man who saved her eight years ago, her memory of him now was only a mask.
Enrique turned to look at her in deep eyes, "What? Do you want to remember me forever?"
Then without waiting for her answer, he walked back. He stared at Christy firmly, "My name is Enrique Terrell."
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