"He's never been so gentle with anyone in the past. So... I think..."
"Huh... gentle?" Joan Wellington hadn't finished speaking when she heard a cold laugh by her ear.
Immediately, Lily Gray's voice rang out coldly, "I don't care for that kind of gentleness."
"What...?" Joan Wellington looked up in surprise, thinking she had heard wrong.
From the moment she sat down, she dared not look at Lily Gray.
It wasn't until this moment that she looked up and realized.
There were two lines of clear tears on Lily Gray's face.
"You... Lily Gray, why are you crying? I haven't even said anything yet, why... why are you crying..." Joan Wellington was suddenly at a loss.
She wanted to find a tissue for Lily Gray, but realized she was wearing a dress and didn't have any tissues on her.
"Hey, Lily Gray, stop crying! That's not what I meant, don't misunderstand..."
Joan Wellington didn't know what she had said wrong, but she felt guilty deep down.
