The large living room fell into silence.
Maddox walked to Yayoi and sat down. They smiled at each other.
Then, Maddox looked at Rosiley and said, "Rosiley, you're right, but we won't break up.”
Wouldn't break up?
Rosiley frowned slightly. Actually, there was still something unsolved between them. It was not as simple as they thought. It was not up to them to decide whether to break up or not.
But when she saw Maddox's firm expression, she stifled her doubts and glanced at them indifferently, “Alright, I know that you are crazy about each other.’'
Yayoi smiled shyly and said, "Aren't we just talking about Juliet and Payton? When did we change the topic?”
Rosiley laughed, "Yeah, why are we talking about you guys?"
Then, she raised her eyebrows at Maddox, “Maddox, it's your fault. If you didn't show up suddenly, I wouldn't have forgotten what we were talking about."
Maddox held Yayoi's shoulder, his handsome face brimming with a bright smile, “Alright, the blame is on me. And the conversation is on them.”
Hearing this, Rosiley and Yayoi laughed at the same time.
Compared to the relaxing atmosphere here, the dining hall of the Elton Villa was seized by tension. Mr. Elton, who was seated at the head of the table, kept a straight face. His cold gaze caused so much pressure that no one dare to utter a word.
In Juliet's impression, her father was always pleasant-looking and smiling. Even if he got angry, he had never been so serious. Being scared, she didn't dare to say anything and could only look at her mother with pleading eyes.
Mrs. Elton glared at her. Then she glanced at the gentleman beside her daughter before whispering to Mr. Elton, “Ebenezer, it's the first time that Juliet brings her boyfriend home. Could you please don't put a long face?"
"You don't understand.” Mr. Elton gave her a cold glance. Then he looked at the man beside his daughter and directly asked, "What do you like about Juliet?”