Xaviera Evans' heart skipped a beat, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she stammered, "What...what are you talking about?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Caleb Mamet domineeringly drew her into his arms and said leisurely, "Let's go, we're going to the oil painting exhibition."
Without waiting for Xaviera's response, Caleb lifted her into the car. When they reached the underground parking lot of the exhibition, Caleb got out of the car first, walked around to the passenger side, opened the door for her, and gently said, "Mrs. Mamet, please."
Xaviera sat in the car, her head hanging low, not saying a word, seemingly still sulking.
With a helpless expression, Caleb bent down and said gently, "I lost control last night. It's been so long, are you still angry? When can you forgive me?"
Xaviera: "..." How shameless this scoundrel was to even have the nerve to bring up last night!