Sweetheart...?
Skye Brown thought she had long since stopped reacting to Dylan Wellington's hurtful words.
But hearing him call another woman 'sweetheart' right in front of her...
Her heart unexpectedly throbbed with pain.
Skye Brown... what is there to hurt?
What else do you have to hurt...
This man simply doesn't have a heart. Don't forget, even if he has no memory now, back when he did, he had made up his mind not to marry you.
A man like this shouldn't be lingered over, nor should you shed another tear for him.
With this thought, the fleeting pain in Skye's eyes quickly disappeared.
She lifted her eyes, her thick lashes fluttered slightly, and she casually glanced at the couple showing off their affection next to her.
Then, she turned her head and looked at the cameras on both sides of the red carpet.
"Director Brown, look here, look here..."
"Director Brown, over here, give me a smile!"
The reporters shouted excitedly when they saw Skye Brown look up at them.
