Chapter 27 Half Past Three In The Morning

"…… What?" Evelyn asked in a daze.

"I... I didn't tell him anything." That night, she said nothing except that she was drugged and needed a man to vent her desire.

How did Kian know her phone number, her name, and her engagement?

Evelyn was half asleep and half drunk. She had no idea what she was talking about. "Well... I see..." As soon as she finished speaking, she fell asleep again.

But at this time, Myra couldn't fall asleep.

At the same time, on the other corner of the city.

In room 1908 of the hotel.

Kian woke up from his dream and heard a voice, "I hate illegitimate children the most!"

Over the years, he had dreamed about her and her words a lot.

It was true that he was an illegitimate child, but except for his identity, what else did he do wrong?

Although his stepfather was rich and spoiled his mother very much, he was always strict with him. What he wanted was always earned by himself. He had never been papered, nor had he robbed or cheated others. Since he was a child, he had been hardworking and excellent enough in others' eyes.

He didn't believe that she would deny everything about him just because of this identity.

He touched the place where she had lied beside him. Her beautiful appearance, her breath, her toughness and her fragility were all vivid in his mind.

He didn't want to wait any longer. He was going to see her at dawn.

He set off at this thought.

Unable to fall asleep, Myra walked back and forth in front of the window. After a while, she felt tired and sat on the window, watching the night view of half a city outside idly.

He said he would give her an explanation tomorrow... Oh, no, it should be today.

What time would it be today?

She subconsciously looked down from the distance to the place where he had parked his car before.

She thought of the way he drove carefully, and then she couldn't help but imagine that if he drove in now, he would turn a beautiful arc, and then steadily Park in that position.

The corners of Myra's mouth curved up unc

onsciously. She wanted to laugh. She didn't sleep at night, but she was thinking about a man driving.

When she was about to get up, she saw a Maybach driving into view under the street lamp.

Myra doubted that she had seen it wrong. She blinked her eyes, and the car turned a beautiful arc as she imagined, and then stopped steadily at the position she had imagined.

Then, the door opened and a figure came out.

It was not a light blue suit. This time it was light gray, but it was definitely him!

With her eyes wide open, Myra saw the figure looking up at her.

Her heart skipped a beat at first, and then jumped wildly. Although she couldn't see him clearly from this distance, she was sure that it was him.

Kian looked up at the floor where the apartment was located. The window was dark.

He took out his phone and looked at it. It was half past three in the morning. He found out Myra's number. He paused and wondered when it was appropriate to call her?

She woke up early yesterday and left the room before five o'clock.

He pretended to be asleep at that time. He was afraid that he wouldn't let her go if he just met her face to face at that time.

Then he heard some noise in the corridor, so he went out to have a look. He found that she was stopped by the reporters. He wanted to go forward, but it could be seen that she was skillful and didn't need others' help.

Considering his current identity, he suspected that she might not be willing to have anything to do with him in front of the public, so he went back to his room and called Darren, asking him to contact the temporary bodyguard team sent by Henson to deal with the following things.

Thinking of this, he smiled. He could protect her in the future, and she didn't have to fight alone.

Just then, a pair of white fluffy rabbit slippers and a pair of smooth and well proportioned shanks appeared in his eyes.

Stunned, he looked up along her legs. A beige nightdress, a pair of arms wrapped in a tight coat, and finally a bright face...

"Myra?"