Catherine and Lilian both turned to look at him, neither of them understanding what Bert meant by that.
Bert cast a cold glance at Catherine and continued,
"'Easy on the eyes,' huh? Then why did you reject someone who is easy on the eyes?"
Catherine hadn't expected the man who'd been silent for so long to suddenly snap back at her like this—so bluntly, without the slightest mercy. She froze on the spot, embarrassed, unable to say a single word.
It was Lilian who finally broke the tension.
"Bro, what kind of tantrum are you throwing? You sound like some resentful housewife."
Bert snorted.
"When someone treats genuine feelings as empty sweet talk—how could I not be resentful?"
His bitterness was so obvious that even Lilian fell silent. She shot a quick glance at Catherine across the table, then lowered her head and pretended to focus on her food, acting as though she had no idea what was going on between them.
But in fact, Lilian knew everything.
