Jaylene understood the situation perfectly. Even though she didn’t particularly like these cold, mechanical devices, she put on a pretense of surprise, saying, “Really, Keegan?”

Keegan nodded. “Choose one you like.”

“Keegan!” Before Stella could finish her sentence, she couldn’t hold back her sharp voice, “With your pile of junk that I can’t even touch normally, she takes a look and now you want to give it to her? What’s the meaning of this?!”

Keegan frowned, apparently not comprehending her current anger at all.”

Jaylene gave me a gift, and I’m giving her one in return. What’s the problem?”

“What problem?” Stella’s eyes started to redden. “I can’t touch them, so why should she be able to? Have you forgotten, or do you have inappropriate feelings for her?”

Keegan’s expression darkened. “This makes no sense!”

Jaylene secretly delighted in this, hypocritically trying to calm things down, “Forget it, Keegan. Since Stella minds so much, I don’t want it anymore. You’ve strained your relationship with her because of me.”

things are mine. I can give them to whoever I want. What right does she have to interfere? Pick whichever one

let it go. Stella

angrily at Jaylene. “If you know that I’m unhappy, then

eyes immediately

you are a guest here. It’s not

Keegan. Her eyes were red, tears pooling but not falling as

“Keegan, say that again.”

hoarse, with a hint of trembling if one listened

He avoided looking at her

elated inside but appeared very hesitant, “Keegan, don’t argue with Stella because of me. I don’t

because of my uncle and my mother’s situation, it indirectly involves you. You still sent me a birthday gift, and I actually feel quite guilty about it. These things bring

valuable these things are, they’re just objects for admiration. It’s a good thing for them to be taken by someone who appreciates

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