Time seemed to stand still.
Willy Smith was completely stunned; she had thought of a million answers and guessed countless possibilities, but this one, he had never considered.
For a moment, the car was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.
"John?"
Willy Smith did not speak. Nana Jensen instinctively called out to him. With his expression, it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or not.
After all, no normal man could accept that the woman he liked had another man in her heart!
Moreover, who this man was, she intended to never speak of it her whole life!
If it was impossible, then she would keep it buried in her heart forever, slowly fading away without disturbing anyone or troubling anyone, especially Willy Smith!
"John, are you angry?"
"No!"