Lance Wolseley wanted to explain, but Yvette Thiel pressed a finger on his lips.
She shook her head and continued, "After that, I refused you again and again without revealing my feelings. It was out of my instinct to protect myself."
I don't know. If we had seen each other's intentions earlier, maybe the hurt would have been less, but now, it's not too late.
Yvette Thiel solemnly told him, word by word, "I want to be with you for the rest of my life."
"It has nothing to do with pity. I just..."
She said, "Love you. I love you."
Lance Wolseley held her tightly in his arms again, as if he wanted to embed her into his body.
It seemed that only such a hug could confirm that she was real and would not disappear.
He said in a trembling voice, "Yvette if there is a way, I really want you to see my heart."
It was a place filled with her, a place where she would live forever.
The man kissed her again.
