Chapter 522

"Do you need my help with that?" Taylor's gaze remained fixed on the two sheets of paper in front of him. "You must have noticed by now—she doesn't care at all." Carla watched him, his expression so full of affection that she couldn't help but wish she was the one he cared about. How wonderful would life be if she were the one he loved? She couldn't imagine how happy she'd be if a man like Taylor loved her. Carla collected her thoughts and patiently replied, "I didn't notice that. When you were talking to me, Natalie had already turned to leave. She might've overheard us, but I couldn't see her reaction. Maybe she does care?" His face showed little emotion. "That's just your guess." "Wouldn't you want to find out for sure?" she suggested. "How?" "Invite her to dinner next time. I can go with you. That way, you can see whether she really cares or not," Carla proposed. Dinner? Taylor's gaze darkened. At that point, he wasn't even sure if he could still ask Natalie to dinne