Titus's voice was almost pleading, and he looked at Halle with sadness and despair in his eyes.
If a soft-hearted woman saw him like this, she should be moved.
Halle looked at Titus, who seemed to have changed into a different person. He was thin and his face was pale. He was extremely dispirited.
She used to like him so much. If it was before, she would be heartbroken and sad.
But now, she just watched quietly. There was not even the slightest ripple in her heart.
Even a strange would feel sorry for him if he saw such a tragedy. But Halle found that she really did not have any sympathy towards him now.
"You misunderstood."
Halle said lightly. Titus was slightly stunned, his eyes revealing a trace of doubt.
Halle pursed her lips with a calm expression, "The reason I went to ask about you was purely out of curiosity. After all, we are not strangers."
