Turstin Muller tightly embraced Valentine Teller: "Don't run around alone in the future. Borrow someone's phone to call me, or ask the hotel front desk to help contact me."
"Mm, I know."
Valentine Teller replied awkwardly.
She gently pushed Turstin Muller away, feeling guilty, she didn't even dare to look into Turstin Muller's eyes.
She walked into the bathroom with her head down, sitting on the toilet lid, feeling so sad she wanted to cry.
Why is this happening?
Mark Reed doesn't know her at all, so why does she feel a sense of familiarity?
She couldn't figure it out.
Maybe she shouldn't have come in the first place, hadn't met Mark Reed, none of this would have happened.
Valentine Teller covered her face, full of self-reproach.
She doesn't know how to face Turstin Muller in the future.
He is so good to her, yet she betrayed him.
