Under the moonlight, Isabella gazed at Andrew's handsome face, and through her haze, she seemed to see the boy she once knew at Stanford—the one who had begun to turn heartless even then!
Didn't he realize it?
He had been so decisive when he dumped her.
After she was fired from the Weston Group, she swallowed her pride and sought him out, asking to return to the group, only to be cruelly rejected again.
These memories filled Isabella with a deep sense of grievance.
Looking up at him, she choked up, "You've always been heartless, from the very beginning until now."
Soon, her eyes were veiled with tears.
A twinge of pity surged through Andrew.
He instinctively wanted to pull her into his arms, but what she said next made him halt.
"Andrew, do you know? You have no conscience at all.
