Finn Sterling's brow furrowed, then slowly relaxed.
"I don't really believe it."
"Whether you believe it or not is your business, I just need you not to disturb me anymore, and when my mom gets better, I'll meet the person she's introducing to me, which has nothing to do with you, thank you."
After Stella Sutton finished speaking, a taxi happened to stop in front of her. She didn't look at Finn Sterling again and turned to get into the car.
Finn Sterling watched her leave, feeling like a heavy stone was weighing on his heart, an indescribable discomfort.
His eyes also inexplicably felt a bit sore.
After a while, he laughed bitterly, turned around, and got into his own car.
Sitting in the driver's seat, he delayed starting the car, his eyes unfocused as he looked ahead. His heart seemed to pound uncontrollably.
Previously, he didn't feel much. Even when he saw Stella Sutton cry, he didn't have any other thoughts.
But now she no longer cried and didn't smile either.
