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?

hated me yet was still able to put on a pleasant expression in front

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waiter served the

coffee cup and drank leisurely, still not in a

slightly, saying, "Drink. The coffee here is really good. Honestly, I think we're great for getting

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was in no hurry to say anything, I picked up

smelled like sandalwood and did not

there be the taste of sandalwood in coffee? I glanced

chanted prayers when she had nothing better to do,

leaned back, trying my best to distance myself from

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