"How can you be so stubborn!"
Nana Jensen was infuriated watching him stubbornly refuse even in his pained state. If it weren't for the question he had just asked Moriya Sandy, she wouldn't have worried about his affairs. Now that she had taken the initiative, the guy began to act prudishly again.
"Willy Smith, a big man like you pouting isn't cute at all, so stop it!"
She finished speaking and reached to pull at the man's bathrobe, but just as her hand touched the bathrobe, before she could untie the drawstring, the man grabbed her hand, "Don't!"
"Pouting!"
"Just let me pout this time!"
She had said, in a few days, she could call him husband, which meant that falling completely in love with him was not far off. So why was he in such a hurry? Why not wait a few days?
"How about you indulge me this once, OK?"
