Phillip's gaze fell from Ann's shocked face to Nikki, who was pouting lips in her arms.
A complicated emotion flashed through his deep eyes.
He struggled. He was in pain. He dismissed himself...
Ann did not have time to catch more from his eyes. Phillip casually extinguished the cigarette in his hand.
"You are back."
His voice was not as low and gorgeous as it used to be. It was somewhat hoarse.
The voice-activated lights in the corridor lit up because of his voice.
Smoke in the aisle dispersed Ann's gaze moved from the butts lying at Phillip's feet to his face.
Under the light, Ann could clearly see the stubble on his chin. It was obvious that he had not cleaned it up for a long time.
It was obvious that he was exhausted. After not seeing him for half a month, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight.
Ann was a little distressed, but she still tried to restrain her emotions and make her expression look indifferent.