Mason Bennett showed no expression, his eyes darkening slightly, and was ready to leave. But Fiona Grantham had already hurriedly stepped in front of him.
Fiona glanced at the lingerie shop in front of them, her cheeks flushed a little, and she smiled shyly.
"Mason, are you here to buy something? I can give you some advice."
"No need." Mason said coldly and was about to leave.
Having finally caught Mason Bennett here, how could she let him leave just like that? She blocked his way again.
"Mason, I know you have some bias against me now, but all those things slandering me aren't true. Nothing ever happened between Gregory and me, trust me."
Mason looked at her with a touch of impatience.
Seeing him silent, Fiona continued, "I know you are with Bella now, and I truly wish you both well, but we're still friends, aren't we? You wouldn't ignore me over some misunderstandings, would you?"
The woman, with her head lowered and looking utterly dejected, indeed evoked sympathy.
