"Do I look like someone who lies?"
"Crash!" A crisp sound of a glass falling to the ground. It was Ethan Martin who suddenly stood up, smashing the wine glass on the table, splattering the barley wine on the floor: "Is everything you said true?"
Robert Thomson looked at his agitated appearance, but his expression remained indifferent.
He held the woman in his arms, inhaling her sweet and soft scent. His lips curled involuntarily: "Yes."
"So, what do you plan to do with my sister?"
At the end of the day, no matter how upset he was, Ella Martin was still his biological sister. Over the years, Ella's infatuation with Robert Thomson was something he, as her elder brother, cared about, even though it was not convenient for him to interfere.
At the very least, he wouldn't let his sister sink deeper and deeper into her love for Robert, unable to extricate herself.
If Robert really didn't like her, there was nothing that could be done.
