Wesley Foley had one hand in his trousers pocket and the other gripping the armrest, his expression slightly startled, even the smile on his lips stiffened.
Titus Zane turned around, facing him, with his hands still tightly clenched at his sides, seemingly still in the midst of the previous panic, looking at Wesley Foley without any reaction.
The man sitting at the desk then slightly raised his chin, his glance over carrying a disdainful posture.
Raising a hand, his distinct knuckles adjusted the hem of his business coat, covering that cannot-be-ignored presence.
For a moment, the silent eye contact was filled with an invisible rivalry, the gaze of the two men mingled with hostility toward each other.
However, it was only a moment, Wesley Foley stepped forward, one hand coming out of his trouser pocket, his pace slow and graceful.
Approaching Titus Zane, he stretched out his arm, wrapped it around her waist, and drew her into his side, a very natural movement, as if done countless times.
Implicitly, declaring his autonomy in front of this man.
Looking at Nathan Moore, the curve of his lips was amicable, "Brother-in-law, when did you arrive? Why not give a heads up? I would have instructed my secretary to arrange a reception to welcome you."
If the hostility towards Nathan Moore was due to a subconscious feeling before, now, in Wesley Foley’s eyes, Nathan Moore had become an enemy.
The fact that Titus Zane took her sister’s place in the wedding car back then was never a secret in T City.
Nathan Moore’s perverse actions, forcing his sister-in-law, making two sisters serve one husband, were widely circulated in the upper echelons of T City society.
The secretary sent to investigate has returned, clarifying everything that Titus Zane experienced in T City three years ago, including her attempts to end her life, being abandoned by her family...
However, information about Titus Zane stopped at three years ago because afterwards, she was never seen again in T City.
If initially Wesley Foley’s feelings towards Titus Zane were admiration and appreciation, knowing her ordeal increased his pity, and even heartache.
Such a fine and beautiful woman had endured so much suffering...
Now, he wanted to treat her well, to truly cherish her, because she deserved this from him.
The expression on Nathan Moore’s handsome face darkened completely at Wesley Foley’s calling him brother-in-law.
His eyebrows furrowed slightly, his face frosty, facing Wesley Foley’s obviously provocative gaze, his thin lips curved lightly, a cold snort escaped from his breath, slightly lifting his eyes, the languid look was a show of contempt towards Wesley Foley.
"Director Foley, I am merely Titus’s brother-in-law, it seems we are not that close,"
So, he’d prefer not to be annoyed by that title, nor the overly familiar approach.
Because they, are not close.
Titus Zane’s face still looked pale, with a tumultuous feeling inside.
For three years, her aversion to men was clear to her, each time reacting intensely at the last moment.
Yet, her few close encounters with Nathan Moore had never elicited such strong resistance and fear.
Just now, for some reason, that unbearable memory had spontaneously projected itself in her brain without warning, not only did it emerge without any signs but also made her realize that she had developed fear and aversion towards all men.
It is not like the proverb says, the person who tied the bell must untie it.
It turns out, Nathan Moore was not the exception either.
This discovery left Titus Zane frightened.