"You once said that my parents were doing import and export trade abroad, but you know very well about my family situation. I don't want there to be a day when my grandparents find out, when your parents find out, and they look at me with a reproachful eyes. I don't want that."
She wanted her love to have a little more dignity.
Cherish Turner spoke these words with a smile, her eyes resolute. The way she looked at William Griffith made his heart fall for her once again.
He should have guessed that a girl like Cherish Turner would be like this.
What could he do? He already liked her, he couldn't pretend not to like her, he couldn't really bully her, and he couldn't disobey her words.
So, however unwillingly, he could only accept it.
William Griffith reached out, carefully touched Cherish Turner's hair, his movements gentle, for he cherished her.
