Harry Hall didn't know if she truly believed him or was just saying it casually, but at least she was willing to listen, and that was enough.
"I really don't know about what you said, but I will definitely investigate thoroughly and give you an explanation, okay?"
Helen Melendy glanced at him and snorted coldly.
Angry as she might be, she was indeed trusting him.
"You say you were all lovey-dovey with other women. If I really dated you before, why didn't I break up with you?"
She looked at him, spoke with annoyance, and the anger in her heart seemed to subside a bit.
Her question was asked offhandedly, but it suddenly reminded Harry Hall of something, and he looked up at her abruptly.
Helen Melendy felt awkward under his sudden gaze, as if she had done something guilty, feeling inexplicably weak.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
She instinctively straightened her back, making herself appear confident and assertive.
