Once the topic was opened, it gushed out like an uncontrollable flood.
"So, Alette, if you don't like me or don't like me that much, you can refuse! I'm not worthy of you like this, especially compared to an outstanding young master like Jeno Smith. I like you, pursue you, and confess to you. That only represents me, not you. You can keep your own way. I admit that what I did last night was a bit too much, and I shouldn't have forced you like that!"
Uh?
Last night? Forced her?
