''Beg him? Have I lost my mind?'' I wondered.


    I let go of his hand, not caring if Ryan and Jack saw us or not, feeling reckless, I turned and started walking out.


    Suddenly, everything went ck. A man''s long coat was thrown over my head, deftly guiding me back, pressing me against the railing, avoiding the gaze of those two. Lingering at the tip of my nose was a clear minty scent.


    The scent suited Frank perfectly.


    Ryan''s footsteps seemed to pause. I heard Frank''s unconventional voice, "Mr. Frost is interested in the private affairs of young couples?"


    Ryan seemed to scrutinize, his voice was deep. "Your girlfriend''s shoes, my wife seem to have a pair just like them."


    My heart skipped a beat._


    This is a limited edition of a certain brand, and there are only a few pairs in Jston, easily countable on one hand.


    Clearly, I didn''t overhear any secrets. I could have just left openly, but now with Frank stirring things up like that, I somehow felt guilty.


    I didn''t dare move.


    "Seem?" Frank smirked. "Mr. Frost, it seems you have no affection for your current wife. You''re even uncertain about her personal belongings. Why not just divorce her soon and fulfill Bethany''s wish?"


    Ryan''s voice turned cold, with a hint of resentment. "You''re so concerned about Bethany, why don''t you marry her?"


    "I''m not so fortunate." Frank immediately refused. He then said teasingly, "I''m content with just my girlfriend."


    He then tapped my head under the coat. "Right, girlfriend?"


    He was taking advantage of me.


    I suddenly lifted my leg and stomped on his foot hard!


    Ryan sneered. "Looks like your rtionship isn''t that great either."Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    Frank said calmly, "It''s alright, she just has a bit of a temper. At least we''re not getting married and then divorcing."


    Frank wasn''t going easy on Ryan at all.


    He might as well have just said mine and Ryan''s names.


    What surprised me was that Ryan didn''t explode with anger. He just said coldly, "Mr. Smith, if you''re


    able to keep this ''sister'' of yours on a leash, I won''t have to get a divorce."


    With that said, without waiting for Frank to say anything else, he strode away.


    Jack, after pausing for a few more seconds, also walked away.


    Until their footstepspletely faded, I tore the coat off my head. Only then did I realize how intimate my position with Frank had been.


    My back was against the railing, his hand resting in a secretive ce behind me, giving the impression he was hugging me, while his other hand was on the other side of me, enclosing me. Meeting my gaze, Frank remained calm and evenmented, "Ryan isn''t suitable for a girl like you."


    Even in this calm demeanor, I began to suspect if he was behind what was going viral online.


    I tossed the coat back at him feeling irritated. "You''ve only seen me a few times. How do you know what kind of person I am?"


    He cocked his brows. "For someone who can see through everything at a nce, why would I need to see you a few more times?"


    I sneered. "Then tell me, what kind of person am I suitable for?"


    "Well..." Frank drawled, then said teasingly, "You''re basically asking me to see your future and that usually costs extra."


    "The bank is downstairs. You might as well go rob it. It''s quicker."


    After saying that, I got straight to the point. "Last night''s incident. It''s now all over the inte. Do you have something to do with it?"


    Unexpectedly, he was very honest as he nodded without hesitation. "Yes."


    And he didn''t seem to think he had done anything wrong at all.