This Time Hi Be the Villain’s Favorite Daughter novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142 Playing Innocent

As it turned out, these two were acting all clingy and sticking so close together.

That boy was hanging all over Maya, looking like he wanted to merge right into her.

Alfred didn’t notice the subtle tension in the air.

He instinctively stepped forward.

Alfred didn’t know how to read the room at all. To him, it wouldn’t matter even if the sky fell down.

Because of that, why they were crying or what they were doing didn’t matter.

What mattered was that he didn’t want them hugging like this anymore.

So, Alfred walked up to them and stood still.

Lawrence reacted quickly. His tears stopped almost at once, and that pitiful look disappeared from his face. He turned his head and glanced at Alfred.

Then he decisively ignored him and locked his gaze on Toby.

Compared to Alfred, who was easy to understand and straightforward in a weird way, the one who made him uneasy was the person at the door.

Of course, Lawrence knew who Toby was.

This person was basically unreasonable.

In their past life at Harmony International School, something must have happened, or someone must have annoyed him.

This young man never bottled things up. He took several guns and made his unlucky classmates experience a real-life version of shooting games.

No one knew how many students died, but at least he had his fun shooting.

He was a psycho, a madman.

And right now, that person was standing at the door, those pitch-black eyes staring right at him.

To be exact, he was staring at the way he was holding Maya.

Lawrence instinctively tightened his arms, then lifted his head to look at Toby.

His voice was low and soft, raspy from just crying. He pretended to be confused. “Who are you?”

That act of playing dumb almost made Maya reach out and pinch his face.

He was still pretending!

His tears had already said everything, and yet he still wanted to act like he didn’t know her?

“You don’t recognize me?” Maya looked at him, her voice gentle. “You were hugging me and crying so hard, I thought I must have owed you something in a past life.”

I thought I must have owed you something in a past life.

Maya’s voice was light, like she was just saying it casually.

Hearing those words suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.

Past life.

That words were like a needle, lightly pricking him.

He lowered his gaze, his eyelashes casting a shadow to hide the flash of emotion in his eyes. Then he looked up and tried to explain in a soft voice.

“I don’t know why I cried either. Maybe my eyes just wanted to shed tears. It has nothing to do with me.” The corners of his eyes drooped, making him look innocent, and his voice was soft and gentle.

There was just the right amount of childish tone in his words.

It fit the identity of a six-year-old child perfectly.

But Maya didn’t believe his nonsense for a second.

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