Her attitude made David Benington frown even more.
With a disappointed and pained expression, he stared at her and said in a deep voice, "Joanna, we are not enemies. Even though we have broken up, you don't need to treat me like a mortal foe. I've said it before, even if we are no longer lovers, you can still come to me if you encounter any difficulties in the future."
"As long as I can help, I will. Even if you hate me, you shouldn't let yourself go like this."
At his last sentence, Joanna Lawrence furrowed her brows.
Her gaze grew colder, and she sneered at David's disappointed eyes, "Me let myself go? Mr. David, who the hell are you? How well do you know me, labeling me as 'fallen'?"
Her cold and aloof "Mr. David" made his face darken further.
