Bryson sat down beside her. He knew that his overly strict actions just now had made her angry.
At least, she had already blamed him.
"Would you like some water." Bryson brought the water in front of her.
Betty was thirsty, she looked at the cup of water, took a few sips from it and placed it on the table, she turned and looked at him, "Are you working?"
Bryson had indeed been busy these past few days with work, so he didn't spend much time with her.
"Do you want me to spend more time with you."he asked.
"I'm not a child,I don't need you to accompany me." Betty retorted.
"Still angry at me?" Bryson's voice revealed a trace of helplessness.
Betty put the potato chips to the side, then took her lollipop and placed it in her mouth. She answered vaguely, "No!"
Seeing that she looked j
