Just like how she was so naive back then, falling into the whirlpool of love he gave her, time after time.
Lydia Brooke, you can't be foolish in front of Jorge Saxton anymore...
Once your heart is given and trampled upon, it's enough. Doing it again is just humiliating yourself!
Lydia Brooke lifted her leg to get into the car and gave her home address.
Jorge Saxton handed the late-night snack to Lydia Brooke, smiling faintly, "I bought it when I sent Iris back. It's late, and you're probably hungry. Eat something."
Lydia Brooke didn't move, her slender fingers stiff, adorned with beautiful nail polish, casting a sidelong glance at Jorge Saxton, "I'm no longer the naive Lydia Brooke, the one who could be swayed by a piece of cake."
