Chapter 328: A Cup_2

"You did nothing? Then what's all this about? How did you end up decorating my drinking glass with these beads? I've been tired all morning, and all I wanted was a glass of water!"

George Flack's voice gradually became hysterical as he accused Aria Grant of everything.

She never expected a simple glass could make George so fierce toward her, the person who believed would always stand by her side no matter what.

Just a few days ago, he had been encouraging her to follow her dreams, promising to always be there for her. How could everything change so quickly?

Aria felt a chill, but also somewhat relieved. If George had been restraining himself, then it was better he vent his anger sooner rather than keeping it bottled up. Aria didn't want any part of that pretense.

She didn't know how to describe the discomfort—it felt as though he had been pretending all along. But if they couldn't even show their true selves to each other, what was the point?