Upon hearing Cecilia Vaughn's "blessing," Tyson Law's expression grew even dimmer.
"Cecilia, why must you insist on angering me like this?"
If he were truly to live harmoniously with Fiona Vaughn, then perhaps he would spend his life in endless lies.
Was it because he had once made a mistake that he couldn't even be given a chance to start anew?
...
The man stared silently at Cecilia for a long time, his thin lips moving for a while, finally uttering only a sigh.
"Cecilia, in the end, it's Fiona and I who have wronged you."
Fiona never expected that even after Tyson had been slapped by Cecilia, he could still gaze at her so melancholically and affectionately, even apologizing!
Where was the once spirited young man?
How could he possibly endure the humiliation of being slapped by a woman in public!
Fiona felt a sourness rise in her heart, thinking that if she had slapped Tyson, she would have been kicked out long ago. That vixen, she had really bewitched Tyson somehow...
