Looking at the person before him, Fenton Stuart's gaze was slightly indifferent. "I shouldn't be here, should I?"
Belinda Howard froze suddenly, then snapped out of it and turned to see Horion Jones still standing at the room entrance.
At this moment, she realized—it was deep night, and she was in the hotel with a man. What did this imply?
Aware of everything, she raised her eyes sharply, looking at Fenton Stuart before her. Her anxious pupils were desperate to explain!
"Brother Luke, you misunderstood, I—"
"Other than saying it's a misunderstanding, do you have any other explanation?" Fenton Stuart interrupted her. Belinda Howard clearly saw the flash of heartache flickering in his eyes.
"But this really is just a misunderstanding! I'm not together with him..." she raised her eyes and spoke, her voice filled with pain.
Upon hearing this, Fenton Stuart suddenly rolled his lips into a bitterly mocking smile. "Then tell me—who are you with now?"
