Chapter 187

Tom showed him some respect and raised his glass to take a sip before nodding with a smile. "Thank you for remembering me and organizing this welcoming party." His gaze had remained fixed on Abigail as he spoke. It was clear that those words were meant entirely for her. No one else in the room mattered to him. What mattered to him was that the woman he liked had attended his welcoming party. I couldn't fathom why Abigail insisted on me to come. The two people who couldn't stand each other were in the same room. How could that lead to reconciliation? Besides, I could tell from her demeanor that she had no intention of being the peacemaker between us. Tom didn't glance in my direction at all. Instead, he glanced at Abigail and said tenderly, "Abigail, this toast is for you! I'm truly touched that you came today. Thank you for still remembering me as an old friend." Abigail didn't raise her glass. Instead, she glanced at the gift he had casually tossed onto the table and said faintl