I couldn’t help but smirk at his hypocrisy. He had always had this double standard.
I remembered a time when I had brought a friend home while we were going to a business trip. When Scott returned that night, he had scolded me sternly. “Lillian, don’t bring strangers into the house without my permission.”
Now, without a word to me, he was bringing Hannah into our home.
I wasn’t interested in dealing with them.
But then the door swung open, and Hannah gasped in surprise.
“Ah… Lillian, you’re here too!”
She was younger than both Scott and me, and the first time we met, she had called me “Lillian” with such condescension, as if I were just a junior.
“Why are you hiding in here? It’s so rude not to come out and say hello!”
Scott’s face darkened with clear irritation.
“Scott, am I bothering Lillian? Is she not welcoming? Should I just leave…”
Before she could finish, Scott hurried over to reassure her, patting her shoulder.
“Not at all, make yourself at home!”
I watched them interact with a sense of resignation, feeling completely indifferent.
Hannah suddenly stepped closer, staring at my cast with wide-eyed exaggeration.