"It's nothing." Molly Walker, afraid that he would find out the truth about their initial marriage, instinctively turned her face away, avoiding his scrutinizing gaze.
Michael Gallagher stared at her, his eyes burning, making it difficult for others to discern what he was thinking.
"You can offer your blood to Jeremy Norman, and let Harry Lambert accompany you in anything, but you are unwilling to talk to me more." Michael Gallagher closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
His voice was hoarse and deep, his heart felt shackled, and every breath he took brought about a throbbing pain.
He knew that he had hurt her before, and if she was wary of him, it was his own fault. But when he actually faced the situation, all of his limbs felt cold.
Sometimes a good memory can also be quite painful. He was a force to be reckoned with in the business world, yet when facing the girl he liked, he could only lower his head humbly.
Emotions are indeed a luxury and pain.
