This side of Yale was foreign to Krystal. Even during the time he treated her well and smiled at her, it was different from the way he smiled at Molly.

This was genuine love. Even from his eyes, she could tell that he was smitten.

It was as though Molly was a fragile doll. He genuinely cared for her, afraid that she might slip or fall at any time.

It was completely different from the facade he showed Krystal.

The cold revelation struck her, and a chill ran up to her from her feet. Her face w