Stuart's eyes looked at Edie's neck, "Do you think you can act like that?" Edie didn't understand what he was talking about until he saw where his eyes fell. Her neck was full of hickeys and bruises that could not be completely covered with makeup. This would have been even more noticeable in the lighting of the film.
Edie felt even more embarrassed. Who had done this to her? Did he also have a face?
"Okay, I'll go out even if I don't go to the show." Edie gritted his teeth and agreed. She paused and said, "I just don't want to be in the same place where you are right now!"
"Mr. Sampson, arrange the car," Stuart had a somber tone and gave the orders coldly. Mr. Sampson, who had watched him grow up since he was a child, knows that at this moment, he will be worse if she leaves. Just now, in the kitchen, no matter how small of a procedure it was, he did all of the cooking with his own hands. He never told Edie that he did it all for her.
