"That..." Emma Aiden had just started speaking when Harrison Yale suddenly turned his head to look at her, causing her heart to skip a beat and forget what she was going to say.
"What's up?" Harrison Yale asked indifferently when he saw her dazed expression.
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask if you know how Aunt's doing? I just got back and I'm not quite sure." Emma Aiden bit her lip and asked.
"Hm." Harrison Yale responded nonchalantly, without saying anything more.
Hmm?
Just one word, and that's it?
Shouldn't he be telling her what exactly is going on?
Was his reaction so cold because he didn't want to mention Stella York's illness, or because he didn't want to talk to her...
If she had known, she wouldn't have asked.
Asking only led to no answer and left her feeling frozen out.
Emma Aiden lowered her head again, looking at her own finger.
But her gaze repeatedly drifted towards Harrison Yale's direction.
He was very handsome, in a way that was indescribable.
