Chapter 733
I couldn't listen any longer. No matter how sweet a cry sounds, it was still crying. Hearing it too much could be draining.
Suppressing the emotions stirring in my chest, I slowly unclenched my fingers and walked away. From a distance, I could hear Bruce's voice, tinged with impatience.
"I'm not accusing you of anything. Why are you crying? If the shoe doesn't fit, don't wear it. Stop crying. Let's go."
"I'll stop, but Bruce, please don't be mad." Seemingly flustered, Cindy instantly stopped her sobs.
Her tone sounded ingratiating as she said, "Bruce, didn't you get a call from Mrs. Harold earlier about dinner tonight? Can I go with you? I haven't seen her in a while, and I miss her."
"You better not come. Go home and eat by yourself. She'll just get upset if she sees you." Bruce's tone was distinctly cold.
That surprised me. It was the first time I had ever heard him speak to Cindy with such displeasure. But I quickly figured it out. Even though Cindy managed to cover things u

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