Chapter 70

　　Freddy has lost a lot of weight. His already well-defined features now appear even more profound and elegant. 　　How did he turn up here? Is the mysterious guest supposed to be him? 　　After completing her task, Mary leaves the backstage. Looking at Mary's departure, I realize that the mysterious guest is indeed Freddy. 　　He is supposed to be sick in bed, right? Is he better now? 　　I stand motionlessly in my spot, not speaking to him or approaching him. 　　"Mr Barnett, the person you are looking for is this lady, right?" The host comes to ask Freddy. 　　Freddy nods and says, "Thank you." 　　"No problem." the host replies nervously. 　　Freddy takes a step forward. He walks up to me with his calm air. He looks down at me with his blue eyes. "Let us talk." 　　"What do you want to talk about? There is nothing to talk about between us." I lower my eyes to avoid looking him in the eye. My voice is cold. 　　Freddy does not get angry or annoyed. He puts his large hands around my arm and pulls me aw