As she spoke, her face grew more aggrieved, and Drake's heart grew more irritated, but his face remained cold.
He knew Angelo wanted to live here. Strangely, he didn't reject "him."
He thought about Angelo's words and nodded, which was a permission sign to her. She ran to a room and locked the door for fear that Drake would regret the decision.
Drake had suppressed the strange feeling and then walked into the bathroom. Thinking of the look of Angelo just now, he could not help frowning.
Angelo looked so weak, "he" needed more exercise, Drake thought.
Right now, Angelo didn't know what Drake was thinking. She held the pillow, thinking about how to please Drake.
Then the next day, when Angelo washed up and got dressed, she didn't find Drake. As she was wondering where he went, she found Absolon standing in the living room.
"Good morning, Mr. Angelo," Absolon greeted her.
