"I… I… I don't understand." in fact, Cathy did not get what this man wanted to talk about.
"Is it true that you don't understand? Or are you just looking for an excuse to run away?" somehow, the tone in Vincent's voice now sounded mischief, and his eyes shone amusedly. "You always found an excuse to escape every time I tried to woo you."
Cathy gasped at the young man's last sentence. "Wo... woo me? Wh... when?" stuttered Cathy with rosy cheeks, and she was sure enough if she were an egg, then she would become a boiled egg.
Vincent chuckled to see that the girl's nervousness in front of him was unstoppable. Finally, slowly Vincent grasped Cathy's hands and then pulled them gently, closing their gap a little.
