When our eyes met, the pity in his eyes turned into indifference.
"Linsey, you're never going to stop, are you? First you talked about divorce, and now you're following me here. Do you have nothing better to do?"
He walked up to me, frowning with displeasure.
"Step aside."
I spoke coldly, not wanting to say another word to him.
Gloria approached and said gently, "Linsey, my beloved Danny died suddenly of illness. I was very upset, so I asked Spencer to accompany me. Please don't be angry."
Her voice was soft, but her eyes held a provocative expression of dominance, as if to say, "With me, he's always there."
"Oh, your man is so good to you," I replied expressionlessly.
Spencer frowned. "Linsey, can you be reasonable? Danny's death has already made Gloria very upset, and you're still being sarcastic?"
Seeing Spencer so eager to defend Gloria, I glanced at him.
Without another word, I simply pushed Spencer's shoulder away and walked off.
As I departed, Spencer seemed a bit dazed.
This was the first time I saw him and Gloria together without crying or making a fuss. I left calmly.