Margaret saw Hilla's gloomy face, and she couldn't help but asked, "Hilla, you don't want me to come back?"
Hilla really didn't want her to come back.
"Come on. You don't want me to come back?" Seeing Hilla's expression, Margaret screamed in disbelief.
She clung to the sofa and looked at Hilla in resentment.
"Hilla, you really disappoint me. You changed your personality for my brother. How can you choose a man over your friend?"
Margaret pursed her lips and snorted, "I thought you were better than that..."
Hilla hugged Margaret from behind and whispered, "You will have bad luck if you break a couple's relationship."
"Hilla, you... you cursed me so that you can make out with my brother?" She didn't expect Hilla to be like that. She couldn't even look at her straight.
She used to be so cool and decisive, how could she change so much because of a man?
