Chapter 62 Woman, You Can't Leave Me Half a Step!

Falcona bit her lip, looking at the familiar interior of the car, curious: "Why did you choose this one?" Actually, what she really wanted to ask was why he chose a car exactly like Armand's. Sitting inside it, she didn't need to explore to know the function of every button. Ulysses lightly caressed the steering wheel, giving her a sidelong glance with a smirk: "Well, someone here got used to this car. Otherwise, always using someone else's car might upset that someone." Although Falcona wasn't sure if the "someone" Ulysses mentioned was her, he was right about one thing—she did feel a bit uncomfortable with the previous car. After all, it wasn't Ulysses's own car. If he could passionately kiss her in that car, then... before that, he might have passionately kissed someone else in it, or even done something more outrageous. But that was his past. Since he was willing to buy a new one, did it mean he wanted a fresh start? Falcona felt a little pleased with hersel