Ariana was just average-looking and appeared significantly older than Mitch, but she had a gentle aura about her.
A man accompanied her, who was probably a colleague.
Upon seeing me, Ariana paused, "Oh, is this a new colleague?"
Mitch's face turned awkward.
I had no fondness for the woman. The way she looked at Mitch was far from an ordinary colleague's gaze. It was tender and affectionate.
"I'm not." I responded coldly, "I can't be that kind of colleague."
My words made Mitch's face drop. Even if I didn't say it, he knew what I was implying.
Whether Ariana could comprehend my words or not was another question.
Apparently, she either didn't understand or chose to ignore it. Without a hint of embarrassment, she smilingly approached the stroller where Serena was.
"Oh, Mitch, you've got two little angels?" Ariana reached out to play with Serena.
"They're a friend's children." Mitch hurriedly explained.
