Chapter 373. Buried Resentment 8

"In front of this pretense that you are doing, you are trying to tell everyone that if I didn't forgive you and if I still do not let go, that I am narrow-minded, cold, and indifferent as I watch you freeze to death in the snow. You intend to tell everyone that my indifference was ruthless."

Erin was very pale and it looked as if the blood from her lips was drained when she uttered, "Ivelle."

She opened her mouth but she didn't seem to know what to say.

Ivelle tore off her plush coat. She handed it to Frida Biden, opened her mouth faintly, and said, "Thank you."

Frida took it, nodded, and said, "It is getting late. Will you stay here?"

Ivelle shook her head. She then told her, "I have my car with me."

Then she ignored the people in the snow as she went straight out of the Biden's house.

The snow that night was particularly heavy.

She didn't know if Jordan went back to the villa. She closed the bedroom door and stayed a