"So what do you think I'm up to?" I cast a quiet glance at Cindy before turning my eyes back to Zedd.
As if stunned by my question, Zedd froze for a moment.
I laughed lightly. It was as I had expected. As I reached for the food, I deliberately knocked over the cup in Cindy's hand. She was splashed all over by the water. "Oops, sorry. I'm really careless. Why don't you go to the bathroom and get yourself cleaned up?"
Zedd across the table frowned and looked worried. "I don't think it's hot water. Are you okay?"
Looking at his anxious look, he obviously cared about her. However, he still kept
denying his feelings. I could not help but feel that Zedd and Cindy's current situation was very similar to mine and Theo's.
"No need for your pretentious care, Mr.
Nichols." Cindy glared at him, then turned to me. "I'm going to the bathroom."
"Alright."
She said, then she got up and left.
As soon as Cindy left, Zedd's harsh eyes swept toward me. "Wanda, you did that on purpose! What exactly are you trying to do to Cindy?! "
Every time Cindy got hurt, Zedd would accuse me without distinguishing between good and bad.
I envied Cindy a little bit for enjoying such indiscriminate favoritism from him like this.
Theo was as affectionate as he was, but in some ways, he was not as good as Zedd.
I sighed slightly in my heart, but my face was unperturbed. I spoke calmly, "Mr. Nichols, you're making too many accusations against me. What can I even do? I'd like to ask you what exactly you're trying to do."
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