In more than a month, she had almost never thought of him, even forgot to ask how he was doing, or to let him see Hankie, and she no longer cared about the pub's business.
She was like an ungrateful woman. After comfortably enjoying his care and protection for two years, she indifferently withdrew, completely and thoroughly.
Looking at his somewhat thin profile, Riley Sully's gaze inevitably carried a touch of self-mockery.
Just how cold-blooded was she to completely forget this man who supported a home for her in just one month, yet couldn't stop thinking about another man who forcibly disrupted her peaceful life.
As if sensing her gaze, Mason Wright turned to look at her, showing a slightly shy smile, just like every time in memory.
"Did you forget to shave again?" Riley Sully spoke softly, her gaze falling on the stubble on his chin.
