Although Amelia's mind had cleared up a lot, the alcohol had not completely disappeared. Upon hearing such a question, she was a bit dazed, "What's wrong?"
He raised his hand to turn on the light and the surroundings brightened up all of a sudden. Amelia instinctively closed her eyes as she heard him say, "Amy, you don't have to do this."
Amelia didn't understand what he meant, "…What?"
He closed his eyes and suppressed his voice, sounding both angry and heartbroken, "If you got yourself drunk just to accompany me, that would not only be an insult to me but also demeaning to yourself."
If that were the case, he'd rather not have it.
Forcing a woman into something was something he would never do and despise. Moreover, she was the woman he deeply loved.
He had been waiting for several years and did not want the feelings he had been guarding to change taste at the very end.
