Chapter 89

Felicia was on the verge of tears as she muttered, "William, please stop. You don't need to do this." I smiled reassuringly at her, carefully sliding her foot into one of the heels. "You don't have to be afraid. There's no need for formalities between us. Besides, your socks may be worn out, but they don't smell at all." After securing the shoes on her feet, I stood up and casually tossed the phone back to Lina. Lina's face darkened as she glared at me with a look that carried a hint of hurt. "William, are you two seeing each other?" I didn't answer her as I kept my focus on Felicia's feet. They looked even more beautiful in the white high heels. "A broke guy and a loser sure make a fitting pair! Felicia, you really do love picking up trash, huh? "Back in the dorm, you always ate my leftovers, and now you've even picked up the boyfriend I dumped. Don't you have any self-respect?" Felicia's face turned beet red. "Lina, stop it! William isn't trash, and we are not in that kind of