First Love's Return, Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 241

Any man would be touched by heating such heartfelt words from a woman.

Yet Lennon remained utterly indifferent.

His heart felt nothing, not even bothering to look back.

He didn’t hesitate and left.

Dalia watched his cold, determined back, and the last hope in her eyes faded.

After leaving the basement, Lennon told the bodyguard beside him, “Find a way to make her talk and get useful information.”

“Copy that.”

Sympathy?

Pity?

He might have felt those emotions.

to someone who

a month ago, Dalia almost killed

hurt Mariela would face

his

be waking up hungry.

exhausted from last night

deeply, waking up at noon.

A

on the light blue blanket at the

Wearing a bear pajama and with In the dining room,

she smelled food.

eyes

messy hair,

of bed, half–awake,following the smell. plates of spaghetti were on the

fan hummed. Mariela looked puzzled towards the kitchen. Lennon, wearing an apron, came out

cups

was Mariela’s

“Are you

hungry? Wash

of coffee.“You’re awake.”