Amanda Smith's eyes slightly lowered, her voice very soft, "Because, I am not your true partner."
Samuel Johnson stood up abruptly from the sofa, came beside Amanda Smith, and looking at her fine trembling eyelashes, he asked, "Amanda, what on earth are you talking about? I love you, you love me, isn't that enough to be true partners? What exactly are you afraid of?"
Amanda Smith's body shook, she lowered her eyes without looking at him, just pursed her lips slightly with a tremble and asked, "Have you really forgotten what I've done to you?" She took a deep breath and said softly, "Samuel, you once died because of me, have you forgotten?"
"If that's what this is about, I don't care," Samuel Johnson rebutted with some agitation, "I know the things I've done were excessive, and even if you truly hated me to the point of wanting to kill me, it would only be what I deserved. I don't care about it, so why should you?"
