"Whether or not Alexander Preston still loves his ex-wife is his own business, and there's no point in asking me. I'm not his ex-wife. You'd better go ask him or his ex-wife yourself."
Jaylene Ziel said with a furrowed brow before adding, "Also, please let go of my hand, I want to dine somewhere else. I've lost my appetite here!"
Respect is for those who deserve it. If a person has no shame, why should they need others to show them respect?
Phoebe Smith refused to listen to her, still clutching Jaylene's wrist tightly, showing no intention of letting go.
Jaylene, out of frustration, lifted her other hand and pried off Phoebe's fingers one by one, then took two steps back to distance herself from Phoebe.
"Heh, in the end, aren't you just feeling guilty?" Phoebe scoffed coldly, "Deep down you still love him, don't you? Thinking that now my second brother is comatose, you can have a secret affair with him?"
