Mika Summers kept pinching Tristan Grayson. "No! Tristan Grayson, isn't there something else you haven't told me?"
"What's that?"
"Just keep playing dumb, Tristan Grayson."
"Darling, I honestly don't know what else I could be hiding from you."
"Tristan Grayson, you knew all along that Aria Joyce likes you, didn't you!"
"I..." For a moment, Tristan Grayson was struck with guilt, and a nervous look crossed his face.
Seeing his reaction, Mika Summers stopped pinching him and took a step back. Her eyes were red as she said angrily, "You knew she liked you, and you still went to save her." 'That was practically giving Aria Joyce an opportunity to get close to him.'
"Darling, I know I was wrong, I really do. It was my fault this time. Next time, even if you beat me to death, I absolutely will not go save her!"
"In your dreams." 'Beat him to death? Was she that stupid? Beating him up over another woman...'
