Aria Richardson lowered her gaze, turned her head to look at Wyatt Lewis, "Emma Winton is both hateful and pitiful."
Wyatt Lewis looked in the direction of Emma's hospital room and sneered, "Pitiful?"
"Yes, to win, for reputation, for family, she would do anything, ultimately suffering the consequences and losing everything, naturally she is pitiful."
Aria sighed, "At the same time, I am also afraid."
The scenes from the day of the car accident still linger in her mind, and recalling it makes her heart race uncontrollably.
Just like Emma said, if she had any bit of malicious intent, she couldn't dare imagine what the situation might be now.
Wyatt looked at the woman's expression, raised his hand to embrace her shoulder, and his icy expression softened slightly. He said in a low voice, "It's all over, don't dwell on it."
Aria looked up and gently nodded, "It's all over, but poor Zoey."
