"I've already treated you like you're the air, what more do you want? Do you expect me to drive you away with objects?" She blocked the doorway, speaking indifferently.
"I think you might be able to listen to what I have to say now." Seeing her pale face, Kevin Cliff's heart ached.
"No need! I've said it, I won't believe another word from you!" Charlotte Green spoke decisively.
Kevin Cliff took out the snacks he had bought specially, "I know you like this shop's snacks."
Seeing the snacks, Charlotte Green also noticed his bandaged hand and scoffed, "Then you must also know why I liked this shop's snacks, right? It's because of your Little Abigail! Are you bringing these snacks to mock me for even having to learn to eat snacks from your Little Abigail?!"
"Charlotte Green, all of this is what you assume," Kevin Cliff said, furrowing his brow.
