Chapter 67. Philip's Confession

Philip secretly put on a thin smile. "Actually, there's something I want to talk to you about."

Barbara glanced awkwardly. "What?"

Suddenly, Philip sat beside her. Their arms accidentally touched. Before Barbara had time to move, the man asked, "Are you angry because I took the apartment from your mother?"

Barbara’s eyes spontaneously widened. She turned slightly until their knees collided. "Why do you ask that?"

Philip pursed his lips. His lungs felt full.

"When Mr. Morris stated the final decision, you didn't smile. I even saw your brows furrow slightly."

Barbara gaped for a moment. When her brain finished digesting, she let out a laugh. "Of course not. Why should I be angry? You didn't take anything from my mother. That's your right."

Philip raised an eyebrow. "You think so?"

Barbara smiled sweetly and nodded. "Yeah. I'm actually glad you got the apartment."

"Why?"

The curve of Barbara's lips suddenly froze. After a few