Vichy suddenly became more silent.
Gim had really changed a lot recently.
He had become a totally different person, but the coldness inside him remained unchanged.
She looked at the man in front of her with some doubts and a faint smile. "What do you want to do, can you explain it once?"
Gim thought that she had understood and immediately nodded, "Mrs. Hall..."
"Wait a minute, Mr. Hall, I hope you can understand one thing. I married you because I have no choice. In the absence of outsiders, you can call me by my name or Miss Sullivan. As for Mrs. Hall, I can't bear it."
Vichy's tone was very indifferent as if the man had nothing to do with herself.
Such recognition made his impetuous heart even more irritable. "Okay, I won’t call you Mrs. Hall," he endured the tumbling of his mood.
