This beautiful woman looked pitiful with her eyes swollen and her nose red from crying. An ordinary man would have felt sorry for her and given her what she wanted. But unfortunately, Stuart was no ordinary man. Stuart felt nothing. His face was expressionless and showed no emotion at all.
"Why do you think that I should help you?"
Hicks didn't expect that Stuart would be so cold towards her. He didn't show one bit of sympathy for her. Stuart's attitude was as though he was talking to someone about business.
"I..." Hicks was shocked at his tone and didn't know what to say.
"So, why did I think that Stuart would help me? Was it that because he helped me twice already? I thought I meant something to him? Was I reading into things?"
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became intense. Hicks hesitated, unsure what to say, "I wasn't sure if you could help me, but honestly I have no one else. If you refuse to help me, then I have to accept my fate."
