Maeve Lane didn't quite grasp what he meant, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder; eventually, you'll think your girlfriend is the most beautiful."
Henry Hughes didn't deny it and looked at Maeve Lane with a meaningful expression, "Let's start with the basics."
"Alright."
Although Maeve Lane was initially intrigued, she didn't mind learning more things.
However, Henry Hughes noticed that Maeve Lane would occasionally glance at Julian Fairchild.
When she scored a goal.
When she finished a training drill.
When she had some downtime.
Julian Fairchild, on the other hand, hadn't looked at her even once.
Henry Hughes felt a deep sense of frustration, "Maeve Lane, focus."
"Sorry." Maeve Lane was caught, and she lifted her lips in a smile.
After all, they all knew why she came here, right? In the last few days, it's better not to leave any regrets.
If she hadn't tried her best, there would surely be regrets.
