Chapter 185 Cecilia's Humble Attitude

After the meal, Hearst sent Anaya home.

Pushing open the car door, the cold air outside rushed in instantly. Anaya shrank her neck.

Hearst noticed it and said, "Wait a moment."

As he spoke, he removed the scarf from his neck and helped Anaya wear it.

The dark brown scarf still contained Hearst's body temperature and a faint medicinal fragrance.

His fingertips swept past her lower jaw carelessly. Anaya was so itchy that she retreated a little, but Hearst pulled her shoulder and took her towards him.

"Don't move," he said with a frown.

His tone sounded intimate.

It was as if the two of them were a couple who had been married for many years, and everything he did was so natural.

Anaya thought that Hearst was becoming more and more casual with her.

In the past, he liked to pretend to be a cold gentleman with her. Recently, he would occasionally show some manly dominance and little intimacy.