Chapter 193 Digging A Pit

Several snowflakes fluttered down in pale specks. Wayne was sketching on the canvas, while Susan was drawing up a blueprint on the stool next to him. From time to time, she would breathe into her hand. “What a blockhead I am! It must be very cold for you to stay here outside with me. Come, give me your hands. I’ll warm you up a little,” Wayne said, the feeling of concern lacing his voice. After that, he walked up to Susan. However, just as he reached out for her hand, she avoided it and shoved her hand into her pocket. Then, putting on a smile, she said, “It’s okay. I’ll put my hand into my pocket and it will warm up later.” Seeing how resolute Susan was, Wayne did not press the matter on. He smiled at her in return and said, “Susie, I’m done with my sketching. Do you want to have a look?” Then, without waiting for Susan to answer, he showed his sketch at her. Susan looked at it and realized that he had been sketching her all this time. In the sketching, she was sitting on a