Forty four

Nolan watched her silently as she dramatized, and when she realized his gaze was fixed on her, a darker hue appeared on her cheeks, as if she were blushing.

"Stop looking at me, pretty boy. I won't be seduced by you," she muttered, leaving him speechless and blinking heavily. Nolan didn't know what to say.

He had always thought of Hailey as a quiet and focused person. She usually kept to herself in the house, and even though she wasn't confined to her room, she never caused any trouble.

However, he hadn't expected a few glasses of wine to make her so drunk.

Suddenly, Hailey sat up, causing her waist-length hair to unravel from its curls and fall onto her back. In the process, she accidentally hit her head heavily on the car roof.

It produced a loud "PAK" sound, and since Nolan's attention wasn't focused on her at the moment, he couldn't prevent her from getting hurt. His eyes widened, and he quickly turned to her.

"Are you okay, Hailey?" he asked, concerned, as he reached out to