The Woman From Hell

Dazaray was sizing me up as well, and her gaze was quite hostile. After sizing me up, she mildly asked, "Drinks?"

"Anything."

Dazaray nodded. "We'll have the same drinks, then."

She called the waiter and ordered two cappuccinos.

When the waiter left, she said, "It's been a while. You're getting prettier and prettier."

I was astounded, surprised to hear compliments from her.

As the saying went, everything happened for a reason.

I was unfazed, not a single smile on my face. "What do you want to tell me?"

Dazaray smiled and was in no hurry to say, "Let's drink something first. After all, we're friends who've been through hell together. There's no need to raise your guard against me. "Besides, I've thought about it. Theo certainly is an outstanding man, but I'm just not good enough for him. In that case, there's no need to offend you because of him as it just isn't worth it." If Theo was not the reason why she approached me, what else could it be?

on a pleasant expression in front

need my

served

drank leisurely, still not in a hurry to

is really good. Honestly, I think we're great for getting along with each other

but did not think too much about

hurry to say anything, I picked up my coffee

smelled like sandalwood and did not

the taste of sandalwood in coffee? I glanced at Dazaray and figured that

home. She chanted prayers when she had nothing better

not like this scent and leaned back, trying my best to distance myself

heard Shannon went to Limbia. Is she there for a holiday?" She suddenly talked about

perfunctorily, "I'm not very

to state her

lose my head in frustration