But she instinctively felt that Edward Benson was more reliable than William Guillen.
William Guillen was a playboy, drifting among flower bushes, while Edward seemed like a man with a story.
Thomas Shannon put down the knife and fork, looking at her for a long time with a frown, "What are you thinking about?"
Was she interested in Edward Benson?
Sophie Sullivan came back to her senses. His face, expressing jealousy, made her unable to hold back her laughter, "Thinking about Edward Benson, he feels like a man with a story."
"Don't think about it, he has someone he loves."
No matter how much you think, the one he loves won't be you!
This last sentence, Thomas Shannon swallowed back into himself.
Sophie Sullivan's curiosity was fully aroused. She propped her chin with one hand, staring at him without blinking, "Who is the person Edward Benson loves?"
