Chapter 173

Chloe pushed the cup of water aside and poured herself a glass of wine. "I know I can't make you believe me with just a few words, and you're right. I really don't like seeing Belle so pleased with herself. I feel better when she's uncomfortable. Is that answer satisfactory to you?" Kyle chuckled. "You women always compete and want to use me as cannon fodder? It seems I don't have a choice, right? You want to drag me into this, so I have to go along with it." She nodded openly. "You can think of it that way, but you can't blame anyone else. If you're going to blame someone, blame yourself for being weak." After saying this, she suddenly looked up, her tone serious. "You must know that I once liked you, right?" The suddenness of this statement made him feel a little uneasy. He couldn't help but notice that her face was flushed—whether from the wine or something else, he couldn't tell. The dimmed lights in the living room and the slight intoxication from the red wine created an odd