Why are you blushing?

Grace's POV

“I don't understand, Davis. We only want to get a dress for Helen, why do we need this many guards?” I asked.

Recently, Davis has been acting a little too overprotective, and it's pissing me off. I don't understand why we can't go to the mall without hundreds of cars following us behind and before us.

It is supposed to be only Adrianna and two guards, but as of recently, I have noticed how he would want to come alone. Today, he has an important meeting he can't afford to miss, and he is sending guards

“Grace, just do me this one favor without complaining,” he said to me, but I just couldn't

“How? There are more than six cars here. More than twenty guards. What is going on? Is there something you are not telling me?” I squinted my eyes.

Davis turned his face away, his jaw clenched. Definitely, something was wrong.

Then why wasn't he telling me?

“Fine, you're worried about us going out, right?” I asked and saw him nod.

“Fine then. We'll just order the clothes, and they