How could he be so indifferent?

Kennedi's naked body didn't elicit a reaction from Barlow.

Looking at his handsome face, Kennedi's eyes welled up with tears.

“Why don't you want me? You can be with Karina, so why not me?"

The mention of Karina caught Barlow off guard.

Had she seen something?

Barlow's expression changed, and he lowered his voice, asking,

“Kennedi, have you been following me?"

Kennedi was teetering on the edge of despair.

“Yes, I saw you change your plans just to go look for Karina. I watched as you checked into a hotel and never came out all night."

Tears streamed down her face as she cried out, "Barlow, you have been playing tricks, haven't you? You never liked Rosalynn. It has always been Karina! You knew I wouldn't let you go. You were just afraid I would cause trouble for Karina, so you gave me the wrong impression, making me think you were interested in Rosalynn, right?"

Barlow pursed his lips, his expressive eyes filled with complex emotions.

After a moment of silence, he said, "No, Kennedi, you have misunderstood. I don't love anyone. I love myself more than anyone else."

Kennedi fixed her gaze on him, a bitter smirk on her lips.

"Is that so? Let's talk about Rosalynn. You claim not to love her but have been meddling in her relationship with Brian, haven't you?"

Barlow sighed and replied, "That is because Rosalynn is my brother's wife. You know my true identity. I came back to exact revenge. I intend to destroy everything my brother has built."

Kennedi nodded solemnly, her eyes filled with conviction.

"I understand, Barlow. You never really cared for Rosalynn. You approached her just to embarrass your brother. So, the truth is, you are in love with Karina! Otherwise, why did you suddenly go find her and even have sex with her?"

Barlow sighed, looking somewhat helpless.

"Kennedi, I'm just an ordinary man, and I have needs. More importantly, she was drugged and practically came onto me."