C86 Dinner Talk - III

Michael fell silent, and his expression became pensive.

Had Joanna really felt the same way?

He had never really thought about it before. After all, the Joanna that he knew was always cold and merciless. He hardly ever saw her show emotion.

He couldn’t even remember seeing her cry or laugh. Maybe once, or maybe a few times, and that was it.

He didn’t know if he wanted to dwell on the subject