Zechariah Woods stepped on his leather boots and approached step by step, "Don't want me back, hate me, huh?"
Victoria Villa swallowed nervously, looked away, not daring to look at him again: "I didn't."
Zechariah Woods closed the door behind his back, and the originally bright room became a little dark.
He approached step by step, Victoria Villa leaned against the window, panicked, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.
"No? Didn't you say that that night?" Zechariah Woods stared closely, his dark eyes reflected two little Victoria Villas.
Victoria Villa didn't expect him to remember what happened that night, so she was forced to meet his eyes, breathing heavily, "No? Mr. Woods was drunk at the time, did he hear it wrong..."
Her face turned pale, and her voice became softer and
