Miya didn't keep Enzo waiting for long.
She came quickly, wearing only a long nightgown with her reddish-brown hair loose.
She seemed to have just finished bathing as her body looked fresh.
Unfortunately, she had to walk from the door of her mansion to the wall gate.
It was not far but not close either.
The woman could not walk too hurriedly as she was wearing high heels.
Outside, she was always like that to cover up her not-so-tall body.
"I thought you'd come during the day, I didn't expect you to come at night," she said when she arrived at the gate.
Her tone sounded joking, but there was a sense that she was complaining.
Enzo couldn't help but roll his eyes, not expecting to see her complaining.
However, he thought that this was normal. She might be over 30, but a woman cannot get married without complaining.
It was the flower of romance.
"Uhmm..." Enzo cleared his throat softly while pinching his own nose.
