There was another moment of silence in the car.

Suddenly, Rosalie's phone lit up. It was a message.

Leon: [ Are you home?]

Even though Leon was not in front of her, Rosalie smiled politely at his concern.

Rosalie: [I’m still on the way.]

Leon: [Buzz me when you get home.]

Rosalie: [Okay, sure.]

Rosalie smiled as she clicked away on her phone.

On the side, Byron noticed the light and turned his head for a glance. He saw the light smile on Rosalie's face and followed her gaze, only to see the note at the top of the screen—Leon Martin.

Obviously, this woman was sending a message to Leon.

Seeing this, Byron's slightly lightened mood sank again.

‘What did I do wrong? This woman is smiling so happily just returning a message to Leon, but whenever she’s with me, she always looks like she’s facing a formidable enemy!’

Thinking of this, Byron's inner turmoil gradually increased.

When Rosalie was done sending messages and had put away the phone, she was sensitively aware that the a