He got annoyed and said coldly, "What's the use of saying all this? Isn't Iris Harris still in love with me?"
When he said this, he looked a bit proud.
William Moore glanced at him and said blandly, "Childish."
"You!"
"Young Hyde, she's not just yours."
Brandan Hyde was slightly taken aback.
Iris Harris isn't just his?
Who else could she belong to?
In her heart, isn't he the only one...?
"Don't be too pleased with yourself." William Moore smiled faintly, looking at Brandan Hyde's expression with a bit of pity, "Eventually, she will stop loving you."
"..."
"When that time comes, don't fight with me, Young Hyde."
"..."
"After all, you don't like her anyway, do you?"
Brandan Hyde's body stiffened slightly, he looked at William Moore but couldn't say a word.
What William Moore said was not terrifying, but for some reason, as he spoke, a chill slowly emanated from the bottom of his heart.
Iris Harris... will stop loving him...
