Her voice was soft and sweet, like a lover's coquettish whisper; even when she spoke harsh words, it was hard to resent her.
The Hannah of today was not the girl who once had humbly implored him not to leave. He had once lamented that Hannah Winter had only a pretty face but no spirit, but the Hannah of today seemed to have a completely new soul.
Lively and captivating, vibrant and flirty.
George River couldn't help but darken his gaze, and even the expression on his face softened a bit, "I know that you didn't want to break up initially. Maybe it was my cold attitude that hurt you. I'm sorry."
A proud man like George River had never sincerely apologized to anyone, but this time, he did so to Hannah with a shred of sincerity.
He paused for a moment then added, "If you want to take revenge on me, you can, but I hope that you won't use yourself as a pawn..."
