Chapter 202: Focus More on My Virtues
"Lin Yue, I thought I knew you." Isabella Gomez turned her head to look out the window at the streetlights flashing by, her eyes blurred. She had expected to feel the same heartache as before, but sometimes, when one is too sad, there are no more tears left to cry.
Isabella Gomez reached up and touched her face; indeed, there were no tears.
A woman cries over a man's careless words because she holds him in high regard. Even the slightest disagreement from him can make her anxious and uneasy. But when a woman no longer wishes to cry for a man, or even feels that her tears are not worth shedding for him, does she still love him?
Probably not.
Yet, Isabella Gomez dared not look at Lin Yue's profile. His cold, hard face and indifferent gaze were like
