Chapter 1150 Louis Mckinney's Reservations
- Rain had started falling outside the window, the fine droplets tapping against the glass in a rhythmic pattern.
- The room was filled with accumulated heat, causing the air to feel damp with each breath.
- Daphne Shirley's hands weakly held onto Louis McKinney's shoulders as she leaned back on the sofa, allowing his lips to explore her collarbone.