His expression was nearly that of despair, and even in the corner of his eye, she thought she saw a gleam of moisture...
Liam Yancey, had he cried? The noble and cold Master Yancey, the Master Yancey who regarded himself as peerless, had he actually cried?!
Freya Locke was utterly shocked, experiencing a piercing pain in her chest.
She understood he was upset because of that woman. At that moment, she suddenly envied that woman, that woman named Tara Summer.
She really envied her, envied her deeply!
The saying goes that men are not easily brought to tears, and this proud man in front of her was utterly broken because of her!
Freya Locke's eyes welled up instantly. She remembered the first time she saw Liam Yancey while studying at Cambridge. He was detached, aloof, and disdainful towards women.
Rumors had it that he was uninterested in women. Despite this, she pursued him relentlessly while he didn't glance her way even once.
