Ainsley's eyes were dull, staring at the approaching figure. Why was she here?
She smiled dryly, "Miss Wade, you are here too."
Irene walked to his side with a faint smile and put her hand on his arm intentionally or unintentionally, "Manuel accompanied me here. Is Ms. Easton sick?"
Ainsley held up her bag, "Yes, I feel a little uncomfortable."
Irene picked up her medicine bag and said with a smile, "Huh? We are taking the same kind of tea. It seems that Ms. Easton and I are really destined. Even this is the same day."
Ainsley's expression was dull, and it turned out that Manuel had come with her.
"What a coincidence," she murmured.
She no longer had the strength to look at his expression, and under Irene's gaze, she didn't want to say anything.
Obviously, she was Manuel's girlfriend, but now she behaved as embarrassingly as if she was caught having an affair as if Irene was his original partner.