C60 I Am the One Who Messed up the Good Thing

Westley's hand hovered in mid-air before he turned to look.

Mr. Ferguson stood at the doorway, gripping a basin of water, his eyes fixed on Westley with a fierce glare.

Had Westley made any untoward move, Mr. Ferguson looked ready to charge at him and deliver a beating.

"Relax, Mr. Ferguson. I'm not some kind of pervert," Westley said, forcing a wry smile.

"I think you are!"

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