Chapter 192 Not Getting the Hint

Imelda turned around, her slender back somehow looking a little pitiful Something stirred inexplicably in Wren's heart. "Wait." The words slipped out of his mouth before his mind could catch up. Imelda stopped and turned back to face him. As she looked on, Wren scratched his head awkwardly. In the end, he nodded. "Let's go." The most bustling commercial district in Evermere was crowded with people at this hour. Imelda tugged Wren along, her steps light as they wove through rows of dazzling storefronts. Wren was still clutching that stack of papers, looking entirely out of place. Imelda suddenly stopped in front of a glass door adorned with lace and feathers. Wren's face instantly flushed red when his eyes landed on the sign above the door. He instinctively took a step back as if he had been burned. An intense wave of embarrassment washed over him. A grown man like him was being dragged into a place like this by a young lady. How mortifying! The passersby flowing past seem