Chapter 213: Force-fed a Pot of Vinegar (Extra for Over 3800 Votes)_1

Wyatt Perry knew that the person Mark Reed referred to as blind was him, yet he had no strength to rebut.

Not only were his eyes blind, but so was his heart. But what use was regret when he had already completely lost Claudia Ross?

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to; Claudia Ross's eyes would never shine when looking at him as they did in the past.

He used to think she was foolishly infatuated, not liking the way she gazed at him, but now, he couldn't even beg for it.

Her eyes were void of ripples when she looked at him, like a still pond of dead water.

Wyatt Perry sat down at the edge of the sofa and picked up the various delicate pastries on the table, looking them over and over.

These pastries had no manufacturer nor production date. Although the packaging was simple, one could tell they were made with great care, most likely by Claudia Ross's skilled hands.

"These were made by Carol Webb, Mr. Perry, please try them."

Mark Reed's words confirmed Wyatt Perry's guess.