Richard Shaw's face turned a few degrees colder, watching her radiant smile and the intimate tone when she conversed with the other person. For the first time, he realized that during the years he wasn't by her side, Leah might have found someone she had feelings for. Although she was his wife, his spouse column bore the name Crystal Landon, who was already deceased. She was now Leah, Leah Squire, having nothing to do with him.
Nowadays, Leah regarded him merely as an old man with a child, paralyzed in his legs, unemployed, needing support, lodging in her home as a cook! All of this was his own doing, whom could he blame?
The man's heart felt depressed, and naturally, his face showed a touch of cold sternness. His tea-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Your boyfriend?"
The tone carried inexplicable bitterness.
Leah was stunned for a moment, feeling that the man's tone was somehow odd.
