But who would have thought that thinking about her had already become a habit for him?
However, he was confident that in the future he could stop thinking about that woman.
Emily Dormer pushed the door open and entered the study, nearly choked by the thick smell of smoke.
She coughed several times, speaking to the person in the smoky room, "Brandan, Auntie asked me to call you down for dinner."
Brandan Hyde had no appetite, and replied indifferently, "Okay."
Emily Dormer looked at the burning cigarette in his hand, couldn't help but go over to take it from him, broke it, and threw it in the trash can, "Brandan, smoking is bad, can you smoke less in the future?"
She looked up and saw Brandan Hyde's cold and gloomy eyes.
Startled, she said, "Brandan... why are you looking at me like that?"
