“Hannah,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.


    He settled himself on a stool, his unease palpable as he struggled to find the right words.


    She set her phone aside, her expression bing one of concern.


    “Come on, Edwin.


    Just tell me what’s bothering you.


    ”


    “I was wondering…” he began, his voiceced with a hint of apprehension.


    “Did she… Did Jenny from the Garza family cause trouble for you again because of me?”


    Mentioning Jenny’s name stirred something in him, something unpleasant.


    The mere thought of her brought back memories of the gathering, a nightmarish event that had scarred him physically and emotionally.


    He’d avoided women ever since.


    “No.


    Not at all,” Hannah replied, her voice level and reassuring.


    Relief washed over Edwin’s face, and yet, he remained visibly shaken.


    “I’m d you’re okay.


    ” His voice trembled with emotion, his words weighed down by the memory of what had happened.


    Edwin’s gaze darted nervously towards Hannah.


    “You’re sure it wasn’t her?” he asked again.


    His voice was heavy with apprehension and worry.


    Hannah tapped her finger against the bedside table, an eyebrow raised.


    “Would I lie to you?”


    “No, of course not.


    It’s good that it wasn’t her.


    ”


    Edwin let out a heavy sigh, his shoulders sagging with relief.


    “If not Jenny, then why would the Garza family be after you?”


    Hannah’s smile was thin, barely there.


    “It’s a long story, one I’d rather not go into.


    ”


    Edwin’s trust in Hannah wavered as he sensed her brush-off.


    “Hannah, don’t joke with me,” he said, his voice tight with hurt.


    Hannah looked away, her face a mask of indifference.


    “Don’t worry about things that aren’t your concern.


    ”


    Then, changing the subject, she gave him a rare smile, one that didn’t reach her eyes.


    “I saw thepany’s financial report forst month.


    You’re managing things well, and your profits are good.


    ”


    At the mention of hispany, Edwin heaved a sigh, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.Exclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.


    “Hannah, if I’d known being responsible was such a pain, I’d have stayed home and lived the life of a prodigal son! Partying was more my style, after all.


    ”


    Hannah’s handshed out, striking him on the head.


    “Ouch!” he cried out, rubbing his head with a wounded expression.


    “Hannah, why?”


    Hannah nced at him dismissively, “Is that all you aspire to?”