Elizabeth's eyes rolled around, almost exposing her thoughts directly on her face, and then said, "Since this woman dares to come back, how can I, the true hostess, remain indifferent?"
After a while, Martina had just finished enjoying a relaxing bath and was ready to lie down on the bed for a rest when she heard a knocking sound at the door.
Subconsciously, Martina wondered if it was Benjamin returning, but it turned out not to be the case.
Without waiting for Martina to say anything, the person outside pushed open the door. From the tone and voice, it was clear that it had nothing to do with Benjamin. Differentiating between them was easy; it was just a matter of speaking.
When Martina looked up, she saw Elizabeth standing at the doorway, not even bothering to wait but entering the room right away.
Martina's eyebrows furrowed tightly, feeling like she couldn't easily relax no matter what.