C245 It Was as If He Were Saying His Last Words

When Tristen Moreno returned to his room, Ulla Howell was still asleep.

He had just smoked a cigarette, and there was still smoke on his fingers.

He put his jacket by the bedside, glanced at Ulla Howell, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When he came out, he saw Ulla leaning against the head of the bed with the blanket in her arms. The expression on her face was muddled