Matthew Saxon quickly resumed a normal expression, looking at her with an indifferent gaze, "What are you doing here?"
"I came with the crew to shoot, and knowing you were staying here too, so..."
"Do you still remember what I said?" Matthew Saxon bluntly interrupted her, his voice calm and cold, "You chose Maxwell Saxon, from now on, we are strangers. Don't bother me again in the future."
After speaking, he was about to close the door.
"Matthew, can't we have a proper talk?" Alice Green appeared delicate and weak, as if a gust of wind could blow her away, but at this moment, her strength was surprisingly great.
She held the door against him, preventing him from closing it. Her eyes clouded with tears looking pitiful and sorrowful at him, "Just once, I'm begging you, let me come in, okay?"
Such a gaze on a woman with delicate looks made her appear even more pitiable, enough to make any man want to cherish and protect her.
