Helen Melendy felt that what Harry Hall said made a lot of sense, but for some reason, she always felt like she was being led astray by him.
Clearly, something didn't feel right, but she didn't know how to refute it.
After Harry finished speaking, he already stood up in front of her, his obscure gaze still directed at her bewildered eyes, as he said:
"Whether as your fiancé or as your friend, I'm not comfortable with you living here alone."
"But..."
She was saying they were just ordinary friends, yet she wholeheartedly accepted Harry Hall's care. Didn't that seem a little insincere?
"But you're different from Elly."
Helen paused for a while and finally figured out why she felt like she was being led astray by Harry Hall.
She looked Harry in the eye and said:
"Even with very close friends, there are boundaries. Elly and I are best friends; we can talk about anything. But you're a male friend, no matter how close we are, it can't compare to my friendship with Elly."
