Willy Smith just watched her motionlessly, the amusement in his eyes deepening. It seemed that he wasn't surprised by what the woman said, nor did he appear to care!
The man's expression was eerily peculiar. Nana Jensen felt utterly confused about the statement...
In my heart, you've never had any secrets!
In my heart, you've never had any secrets!
Nana Jensen's mind kept replaying this sentence. No secrets?
"Willy Smith, what do you mean by no secrets?"
A bad feeling surged through her heart. Grabbing the man's hand that was about to continue unbuttoning his shirt, she spoke anxiously, "You need to explain this to me clearly, or else, I won't do it today!"
Willy Smith: "..."
It was just mentioned that it didn't matter how it was to be done, that either could take the initiative. How suddenly had she changed her mind to not doing it at all—a change too rapid!
Indeed, a woman's heart is inscrutable!
"Having no secrets means I know all your secrets!"
