Annie still wanted to see through the thoughts in Mark's eyes, but he had already looked elsewhere.
Annie stopped in her tracks. Her heart felt as if it had been smashed to the ground and shattered into countless pieces.
No, she must have seen it wrongly. How could her father not care about her?
Annie stared unblinkingly at her father, trying to read his expression but he was already talking to someone next to him.
Why?
Why did her father look at her as if she was a stranger?
She was clearly his biological daughter. Why didn't he look at her? Why didn't he care how she had been during this period of time?
That wasn't right.
There was something else in his father's eyes just now.
If she wasn't wrong, her father had looked at her with disappointment, coldness, and disdain.
Disdain?
Was her father despising her?
Why?
What had she done wrong?
She had done nothing wrong!
