Fiona Sutton hadn't expected to hear those words when she opened the door and walked in.
All the way here, she had been deluding herself, telling herself that Charles Northwood had gotten drunk purely because of Nia Mitchell—because he liked Nia Mitchell. But she hadn't anticipated this... His distress, it turned out, was because of her; because she had confessed her feelings, that's why he... She couldn't accept it right away.
"Ah!? Fiona Sutton?" Tara Jameson had had her eye on Charles Northwood for a long time, so she naturally recognized Fiona Sutton.
"Who are you?" Fiona Sutton furrowed her brows. She didn't recognize Tara Jameson. How could she be with Charles Northwood?
"I'm Professor Northwood's student. I saw him drunk at the bar and was worried he wouldn't be safe alone, so I brought him back." Tara Jameson explained hurriedly. Fiona Sutton listened as she walked over, her eyes filled with disbelief.
