Chapter 658

Just then, Chris burst into the room, rushing straight to the bedroom. He didn't notice me lying on the couch. Conrad wiped the corner of his mouth, and I caught a glimpse of a faint red stain. Chris came out of the bedroom, and Conrad spoke. "You don't have to think the worst of me." At this moment, Chris had already seen me lying on the couch. Since my clothes were still intact, his breathing seemed to calm down a bit. "Then you shouldn't have gone after her." Conrad grabbed a napkin, dabbed at his lips, and strolled over to the liquor cabinet. He poured himself a drink and took a small sip. "She was the one who came after me." Dread washed over me. Could he see through my pretense? "Haven't you always coveted her?" Chris saw through him too. Conrad stood leaning against the bar with the collar of his white shirt undone. Compared to his usual neat appearance, he now exuded a more carefree and reckless attitude. "Chris, remember you're no longer in a relationship with her.