Chapter 65 Wasted My Years of Feelings

Whitney froze with her hand on the door before turning back to look at Damian. "What are you even talking about?" Damian gave a cold laugh. "I didn't say his name, yet you're already defensive. Guess I'm not wrong, am I?" Regret filled her immediately. She had reacted without thinking, and now, her heart was racing with unease. "I mean that no matter who you're talking about, it's nonsense. Don't assume everyone's as hypocritical as you, Damian!" "Hypocritical?" Damian leaned closer, his expression darkening. "You moved out because of him, didn't you? I've asked you over and over to come back, but you refuse. It's because of him, right? Last time you were sick, you didn't even try to stay away from him. You let him take care of you like it was nothing. "Did you really think I didn't know? Whitney, can you swear that there's nothing between the two of you?" Whitney stared at him, her heart trembling with every accusation he threw at her. That one night with Noel had been a mistak