Aldana raised her head to look at him, a trace of confusion appeared on her pale face. She opened her mouth, but after a while, still didn't know what to say to Eric. She lowered her head and said softly, "I'm fine."
Ever since he had schemed against her, she no longer spoke her mind to him.
They had grown up together, and she owed him a lot, so she didn't hate him, but she also didn't trust him anymore. She couldn't go back to the days of complete reliance on him, sharing everything with him.
Eric's face, as cold and mature as if carved from stone, slowly hardened with emotion as he looked at Aldana. After a moment, he nodded, stood up from beside her, turned around, and left.
Aldana watched his back, slowly withdrew her gaze, and clenched the fingers resting on the sofa.
