Dierdre was forced to lean her head on the man's broad chest, his nice scent tickling her nostrils. She couldn't tell what kind of cologne he was wearing, but she found it rather pleasant to smell.

It was just that other people might misunderstand them when they saw their posture right now.

The woman harrumphed and said, “Jeez! So you guys are a couple? I don't know what is going on with people nowadays. Why are all of the handsome men matched with ugly women? This is so frustrating!”

She stormed off angrily.

Kyran tightened his grip when he heard what the woman said.

Deirdre could sense his feelings. She did not want him to get angry because of a stranger, so she said, “It’s okay. I’ve already gotten used to it.”

Kyran’s face was dark. He stroked Deirdre’s face with his hand and wrote on her palm. “You’re prettier than her.”

He was not lying. In his eyes, Dierdre was prettier than the woman, and Deirdre could sense his sincerity from how he wrote on her palm.

Deirdre laughed a