And after she went inside, Bert's hands clenched tightly in anger. He knew she couldn't be as calm and indifferent as she appeared.
If she didn't care, why would she ask to leave and go to America with him?
If she didn't care, why would she personally make a birthday cake for Morrison?
If she weren't truly hurt, who would leave their family, their home, and everything familiar to go far away?
Her outward calm and indifference—it was only to prevent those who cared for her from worrying too much.
This side of her, so thoughtful and mature, made his heart ache.
Meanwhile, Morrison's bar had descended into chaos.
Because both Morrison and Dave were people of some standing in Burg Eltz, the bar owner decided to clear out the other patrons to avoid unnecessary trouble.
The vast bar was left with only Morrison, Dave, the owner, and a few staff members.
