Chapter 1172 Their Intimacy

Their positions were reversed in an instant. When Dalton was pinned down, his tousled hair fell over his face. His long, dark eyelashes gave him a somewhat coy appearance. Wynter, on the other hand, looked particularly domineering with one hand pressing down on his wrist and the other on his shoulder. This was the scene the stewardess saw when she approached them. She lightly cleared her throat before announcing, "Your fruit, sir." The sound caught the attention of Albert in the last row. He put down his tablet and looked over. What he saw was Wynter pinning Dalton's wrist, seemingly teasing him. Albert couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch the bridge of his nose, somewhat unsure how to express his current feelings. When Tobias suggested that Wynter was pursuing Dalton, he hadn't thought much of it. Seeing it firsthand, Albert could only think of ways to help Wynter keep Dalton around. But they couldn't be too forward as they weren't married yet. Thinking of this, Albert