A trace of worry was clear on Keira's face.
If her father came up, she would be in trouble.
"Oliver, let's go, quick! Brother Evan always kept his word. My dad might come up here if we don't go downstairs…." Keira started to panic when she saw Evan had already gone. She walked briskly into the house and dragged Oliver's hand to follow her.
"Calm down, Keira!" Oliver chuckled, seeing his adorable girlfriend's panic-looking face. "Even though your father came here and saw us kissing, I'm not worried. I'm ready to talk to him. You don't need to worry..." he stops and makes her look at him. His sharp eyes turned gentle as his hands ruffled the top of her hair, trying to calm her down.
When she saw the look in his eyes radiate confidence, she hesitated whether to believe him. His calm composure somehow couldn't make her worries disappear. Deep down, she was still worried about her father's reaction when he knew about their relationship.
