"Yeah!"
Doris hurriedly nodded, excited, "So please tell me who you're talking about and when I offended her. I want to say sorry to her."
Joseph wanted to say no. After all, it was unforgivable.
But as he looked up, he suddenly found a man’s hand was on Isabella’s shoulder. They were chatting happily.
The man was Lukas.
He was her brother-in-law, a pretty boy who could only play soap operas.
Last time when he saw Isabella fall, he ran over to her so fast. And in the emergency room, he kissed Isabella while she got injured. What a shameless man!
Maybe his gaze was too sharp. Isabella looked up and saw him at once.
But she didn't stop chatting with Lukas. She blinked and smiled at him, her eyes innocent, as if she was fawning over him.
Damn it!
How could she still flirt with another man when she had him.
She said they should leave each other alone. Was that because she wanted to flirt with others?
Since that was the case...