He let out a slightly sarcastic sneer. His dark eyes fell o n me. "Wanda, you're smarter than you were three years ago."
I pursed my lips, not taking his words as a compliment.
He paused and crossed his legs, one over the other in a languid posture. "I did hint at Quinn. The goal's simple-I don't want you and Theo to be together because I'll get jealous. As for Serena's incident, I have nothing to do with it because I'm a person who knows my limits."
I frowned, unsure if I should believe him.
"I know how important this kid is to you. If I hurt him, whether directly or indirectly, that’ll only cause you to hate me. I can tolerate your disgust toward me but not your hatred. If you hate me, then that would mean we’ll never stand a chance to be together and I’m not that stupid."
After a pause, he laughed and continued, "I really like Munchkin. I'll treat him as my own. If you want him to have a bright future, then I'll do that for you."
I frowned, not finding his words touching at all. I said indifferently, "You don't need to—"
"Ms. Liz!” The secretary's voice rang out outside the door, interrupting my speech.
Liz?
I froze a little, looking sideways at the office door.
Liz’s long and dazzling blonde hair and her blue eyes were the same as before. Nothing had changed.
However, she looked a little chubbier now. When I saw her slightly bulging belly, I finally understood that it was because she was pregnant.
She recognized me too and looked very surprised.
I got up and said with a smile, "It’s been a while, Liz."
She looked at me, a little incredulous. Her eyes were filled with tears. “You knew each other before this, right?"
The long reunion did not bring joy but awkwardness instead.
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