Looking at him coldly, Isabella asked, "Do you hate Lexie?"
Frowning, Christian answered honestly, "I have no feeling for her."
He didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned her, and then it reminded him of what had happened that night after drinking. His face turned cold.
Without noticing the changes on his face, Isabella just felt a bit confused.
No feeling?
What the hell answer was that?
"She had a crush on you. Don't tell me you can't see it."
"I see it now." Christian's expression didn't change much, as if he was talking about something unimportant.
"…"
Isabella didn't know what to reply for a moment.
"So he means he didn't know that before.
Then how does he do now? Did he figure it out by himself, or did Lexie do something on purpose?" Isabella couldn't help but think.
