Maggie stole a glance at his striking visage before cautiously querying, “Are you upset?"

"Yes," Sanford said with a stern expression.

She had left silently and had Karl remove any evidence of her whereabouts. At that time, only Karl knew where she was. It became clear to him that Karl was the one she trusted the most.

This thought upset Sanford deeply.

“What will it take for you to stop being upset?" Maggie asked gently.

Sanford looked at her. The sight of her clear eyes softened his anger slightly. "Try your best to please me," he suggested.

Please him?

Maggie bit her lip and gave a small nod. "Fine."

Had she agreed? Sanford raised an eyebrow, expecting her to act.

But as he waited, she did nothing.

“Why aren't you trying anything?" Sanford asked.

"It's not easy in the car," Maggie responded.

Sanford gave her a questioning look. "But I want you to do it now."

Maggie's ears turned slightly red. "I'm worried we might have a car accident."

Sanford's interest was piqued, and his heart was beating faster with anticipation.

"I'm a skilled driver," he said.

Maggie hesitated, gently removing Sanford's right hand from the steering wheel and kissing it.

Sanford was left speechless.

That was it? He was expecting a different kind of gesture!

He thought she might at least kiss his cheek instead of his hand!