Has he truly stopped caring?
Even when she sits on another man's lap, does he show no reaction at all?
Were those initial flames of anger in his eyes just an illusion? He must really not care...
Thinking of this, Keira Leaf's eyes grew slightly red, and when she looked up again, Victoria Carter was snuggled in his arms while he lowered his head whispering to her.
Keira Leaf bit her lip, withdrew her gaze, and sat dazedly on Charles Chill's lap like a lifeless puppet.
"Why so down?" Charles Chill wrapped one hand around her waist, picked up a glass of wine with the other hand, and took a couple of sips, seeming quite adept at drinking.
Keira Leaf forced out a slight smile, murmuring, "It's nothing, just drank a bit much, not feeling too well."
Joshua's eyes were incredibly fierce, fixating on the hand Charles Chill had placed on Keira Leaf's waist, unable to move away, suppressing the urge to get up and pull her into his arms!
