"Young Master, it's my fault, it's nothing to do with the Young Madam." Stuart Truman, who had been silent all along, stepped forward slightly, blocking Keira Leaf a bit, and spoke proactively.
"Ha, trying to play the deep couple love act in front of me? Since when are you allowed to interrupt when I'm speaking?" Joshua Sulliven glared at Stuart Truman, his tone filled with a cold mockery.
Stuart Truman remained silent, gritting his back teeth, refraining from speaking rashly again.
Keira Leaf reacted and choked up, "Joshua Sulliven, hasn't this matter already passed?"
"Yes, it passed when I didn't kick you out after you slept with him, but do you really expect me to love you deeply?" Joshua Sulliven sneered, shifting his gaze from Keira Leaf to Stuart Truman.
Both their faces went pale, Keira Leaf's teardrops filled her eye sockets, about to fall.
Didn't he forget?
He remembers it, right...
