Chapter 827

"What exactly do you want?" Just as she spoke, someone knocked outside the door, and a maid's voice was heard. "Mr. Barlow, dinner is ready." Anderson reached out to comb through her ruffled hair, but Mayra pulled away in fear. Noticing that the sky had turned dark, she was taken aback. "I need to go." "I've already called the Sawyer family. You don't have to go home tonight." "I don't want to stay here." Mayra lifted the blanket and got out of bed from the other side to put her shoes on. Anderson had his legs crossed and his head bowed as he toyed with the silver ring around his ring finger. "You're getting better at upsetting me." Mayra slipped on her shoes and paused by the bedside when she heard Anderson's seemingly casual words, which carried an unmistakable hint of threat. His sharp, deep-set eyes lifted to meet hers. His gaze was both intense and unyielding. Even though Mayra was visibly tense around him, there was still a quiet defiance in her stance. In the end, she ob