"I know, in your eyes, my actions and my words are very contradictory now. Since I know what I want and what you can't offer me, there's no reason for me to continue meddling with you. If I end up in bed with you again after today, I suppose it would be because of my inability to resist your charms—hence my emotions and logic are in a constant battle, leaving me caught in between."
"So now that you're aware of the situation, you mean my charms aren't strong enough for you—which made your logic take over?" Fu Huai'an lowered his deep voice considerably.
There was a long silence in the room.
The soft sounds from the air conditioner were very clear.
Lin Nuan almost made the glass of cold water in her palms turn warm.
As long as a man reached Fu Huai'an's level, it was impossible for him not to be proud. He'd more often than not choose to protect his own pride over his feelings for a woman.
