Zara White smiled, "I lent her money, but she seems to be hostile towards me and refused to take it."
Trenton Smith glanced at her indifferently, his expression aloof, but did not say anything.
After finishing dinner at the western restaurant, Trenton drove Zara back to her apartment. Zara got out of the car, stood by the car door looking at the man inside, and softly said, "I'm heading up, Trenton."
Trenton nodded, "Rest early."
Zara couldn't help but speak up, "Trenton, it's still raining outside. The roads are dangerous. Why don't you stay over?"
"No need." Trenton's expression was indifferent.
Just as he was about to roll up the car window, he heard Zara's slightly depressed voice, "...when you return, she won't be there. She doesn't want to come back, why force her? You and she are no longer possible, Trenton. You understand this too, why can't you let her go? Even if you hold onto her, her heart won't be with you anymore!"
--Her heart won't be with you anymore.
