"Why bother with all that trouble?"

Byron’s voice rang in her ears.

Rosalie's footsteps paused slightly, and she looked back at him in puzzlement.

Byron had already got off the car, met her gaze, raised his eyebrows. "I'm not in a hurry, why don't you let me drop you off?"

Rosalie hesitated.

‘It was difficult to take a taxi on this road, it would be great if Byron could send her off.

‘However, I’m still not used to the closeness between us.

‘And I can’t just accept Byron's kindness lightl