Chapter 1444
She remembered that Charles Carrington had always disliked hearing her talk about other men, including Damien Hart.
But now, he had personally orchestrated all this. Probably because love no longer mattered to him, so he didn't care anymore.
Her bright eyes darkened a little as she turned to look at the man behind her.
"Is this your idea of a surprise?"
"Don't you like it?" his expression was lazy and indifferent.
"It's just this? I can see him anytime I want. If you really want to surprise me, get the real person here, so I can talk to him, have meals with him every day."
As she quietly and slowly uttered these words, it was as if she was sawing off the single wooden bridge that the man was standing on.
She was the one sawing, he was the bridge.
Every additional word was a test of his bearing capacity.
Layla Lowell was not sure what was running through his mind, but she felt as if his deep, penetrating gaze had subdued her provocative attitude.
