Chapter 946

Each word was sharp and concise. After speaking, Percy picked up the thermal flask from the table and walked out. Outside, he spotted someone who hadn't left yet. Brandon was sitting at the edge of the balcony corridor, smoking one cigarette after another. Percy ignored his presence and stepped into the nearby kitchenette to fill the flask with hot water. "Whether you like someone or care about them, the goal is always to treat them well. It's not about hurting them through words or actions and then expecting forgiveness as if that'll make everything right," Percy said. "Who are you to lecture me?" Brandon said. The thermal flask was full, so Percy tightened the lid. "You can continue this sort of action, but you'll never be able to get along with her like you did in the past. I'm only telling you this so she doesn't have to tip-toe around you when she's staying under someone else's roof. "Even an outsider like me can tell that she's struggling. Yet you can't tell despite bein