"Yes." Tears flowed out again, and the area around her eyes was blurred with black tear stains. "You're the kind of person who doesn't have a heart at all."
Ashton Heath appeared indifferent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Seeing his demeanor, Rebecca Kelloway's heart ached again. She bit her lip and wiped the corner of her eyes before shifting her gaze towards Joanna Lawrence.
She saw Joanna intimately leaning on him, and the man, who was cold as ice towards her, had his arm possessively wrapped around Joanna's waist. Thinking of how Joanna silently watched her make a fool of herself just now, fury flashed in Rebecca's eyes.
She was not feeling well.
And she wouldn't let Joanna feel well either.
Even if she couldn't separate them now, she could create a barrier between them.
"Joanna, don't be smug. Do you think you're special?" Rebecca forcefully wiped the corner of her eyes with the back of her hand. Her already smudged eye makeup looked even worse after rubbing it.
