Looking at Jocelyn's speechless expression, Eliza was convinced.
"You're right."
"You're the most conservative person I've seen. Moreover, with the example of your father having an affair, I believe that you won't do the same thing as him."
Eliza supported her chin with her hand. Her expression was serious and still carried some curiosity and inquiry.
"But if my guess is wrong, what is the correct answer?"
Eliza leaned closer to look at Jocelyn. Her dark green eyes were fixed on her. They were like a dense forest, filled with danger and exuberant vitality, mysterious and tempting.
"Darling, why don't you tell me the right answer? If I don't get the answer, I won't be able to sleep at night and will have dark circles under my eyes the next day. This will ruin my beauty."
"You don't want me to become an ugly duckling, do you?"
