Chapter 533. Noticing the Difference

When Adele came back into the room, Elena was already back in bed, not looking at her.

Adele shrugged her head and couldn't help but speak in a whisper again, "Elena, are you ...... still angry?"

The latter did not answer, but quietly held the quilt there to lie at ease, as if nothing can hear the general, eyes tightly closed.

"Elena," Adele sighed softly, "I know you must blame me, but I can really explain, I really didn't say anything, everything was Mr. Ford's own guess, and I had no choice but to... ..."

Halfway through her words, she also knew she was in the wrong, and wordlessly clenched her hand, "Elena, if you really want to blame me, just hit me and scold me, if it makes your heart feel better to do that."

"No need." The person on the bed spoke in a flat, inaudible tone of joy and sorrow.

Adele more guilt, but also afraid that she has resentment against himself heart can not help but follow the violent beating up.

"Elena ......"

Adel