"It's just a simple concern between friends," Betsy Russell said expressionlessly.
If possible, she wanted to distance herself from Thad Drew, not wanting him to get any deeper involved.
Thad carried two bowls of porridge to the dining room, placing them in front of each other.
As they sat face to face, Betsy couldn't stand Thad's amorous gaze from his peach blossom eyes and lowered her head to eat her porridge.
Today's weather was not very good, with dark clouds outside, looking quite cold.
When Betsy was leaving for the film crew, she saw Thad wearing a wool vest over his shirt and a long windbreaker on the outside.
Betsy looked Thad up and down; last night, he had nothing in his hands.
"Your secretary sure gets up early!" Betsy was now completely sure that Thad was just pretending to feel wronged to stay at her house.
"Hmm, he has to deal with some things at the company," Thad said with a smile as he looked at Betsy.
