Her cheeks immediately puffed up, and the sullen expression on her face made Arnold Simmons quickly reach out again to rub them for her.
Only then did Hannah feel satisfied, and she hummed lightly, "I'm just being prepared."
Arnold's hands paused for a moment, but then he became even more gentle, "If I were really like what you think, would you abandon me?"
A tone that sounded inexplicably like a complaining wife.
Hannah looked into his eyes, and then shifted her gaze to view the expansive scenery outside the window, "I don't answer hypothetical questions."
Arnold stared at the profile of the woman in his arms, and the smile on his lips suddenly faded. He pursed his lips and stopped the movement of his hands.
He didn't speak, but the unhappiness was written all over his eyes.
Hannah turned to look at him, and now it was her turn to feel helpless.
The longer they were together, the more she seemed to discover another side of Arnold.
