"What?"
Joy Parker had an expression like she'd been struck by lightning, staring at Jordan Guthrie with her eyes wide and mouth agape, "You like me?"
Jordan Guthrie's face grew even uglier to look at, as if he wanted to strangle Joy Parker just for looking like that.
His voice was exceedingly unpleasant as he asked, "You don't like me?"
"I…"
Joy had yet to speak when the man suddenly stood up from the side of the bed, clearly intending to come over to her!
For some unknown reason, Joy was inexplicably afraid to face Jordan Guthrie; she turned and ran for the door in a fright.
The man, who was just harshly faced with rejection after confessing his feelings, watched her flee and his expression grew even uglier. Almost in an instant, he drew a handgun and fired a bullet towards Joy.
