Chapter 582

After I ordered Bruce to leave, his expression froze. He stared at me, and in those dark eyes, I saw a sudden trace of hurt. It was as if I had said something that wounded him. But what was he hurt about? What did I say wrong? He originally came with boxes of supplements to see Cindy, so he shouldn't be sitting on my couch now, much less asking me for water. He should go upstairs and ask Cindy for water. I turned away to avoid his eyes and took two steps back. Then, in a distant tone, I said, "Mr. Harold, please leave." "You really are..." Bruce sighed softly as disappointment spread across his face. His tone was uncertain. "Mr. Zeigler, could you please help Mr. Harold and assist him out?" I interrupted Bruce and directly asked John for help. John had been following closely behind Bruce. When Bruce barged into my house, John followed him in. But he hadn't said a word and simply stood by since he entered. However, I felt John wasn't performing his assistant role well today. N