Chapter 13 Woman, I'll Play with You for a While

Falcona looked at him guardedly, her tone cold: "...Theresa is my best friend. I don't see any reason to avoid talking to her." "If you don't speak now, then please, right away—" He wanted to reach out and touch Falcona's arm, but for some reason, his outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and he closed his eyes tightly. "If this can calm you down, then go ahead, pour it on me. I deserve it." "Even facing your anger is better than your indifference. I truly regret my actions, Fal!" For a moment, Falcona considered giving him a chance. After all, he seemed genuinely repentant. Could she trust him again? She turned to Theresa, hoping to get some advice from her best friend. "Just disappear from my sight right now, or I'll splash wine on you! Mr. Mutu!" She wasn't bluffing; she actually picked up a full glass of champagne. As long as he persisted, she wouldn't hesitate to splash it on him. Armand's eyes were full of pain. Naturally handsome, his tortured expr