Seeing her looking so stubborn, Anthony Charlie decided to be straightforward: "I'm not going to get engaged to you. That night, whether it was your scheming or my drunken mistake, you were the one who suffered. So, name your price."
Eve Thompson felt as though she had been slapped hard across the face, a feeling of humiliation washing over her, making her clench her fists tightly.
Did he know how much damage this statement could do to a girl?
Suffered?
She really wanted to mock: you're more good-looking than me, shouldn't you be the one at a loss?
But thinking about her previous attempts to defy him, she still held back.
That night, she had appeared at his house, intending to climb into his bed, so there was nothing wrong with his sarcastic words.
She lowered her head and said nothing.
Anthony Charlie was getting a little impatient.
