Chapter 933

Hesper did not dodge the scene, strode into the room, glared straight into Camille’s surprised gaze, walked past her directly, and slapped Rickard so harshly that the crisp sound resounded clearly throughout the whole dressing room. "Rickard, is it fun for you to lie to me?" Unable to tell how it felt exactly deep down, Hesper only felt as if she had been teleported back to the night from many years ago when she passed by the baby who was holding the quilt in despair. Times might have changed, but what she got at the end of the day was still utter disappointment. Rickard’s head turned to the side from the slap, and he did not explain himself but only stared at Hesper with an aloof gaze, and this emotion turned into an icicle, which pierced through Hesper’s heart. ‘The compromise, the companionship, and the liking and love that came out of his mouth, they’re all fake. And once again, I’m the only one who took everything seriously and actually started considering forgiving him.’ Al