"..." Fiona Schmidt struggled internally, holding her breath.
She spoke softly, "I hope you can open your heart and pay more attention to the women around you. If possible, I hope you try to like them..."
After saying this, Fiona immediately bowed her head. The reason for this request was actually to arrange an escape route for herself.
She was already certain that she had feelings for him, even liked him. But if he didn't like women, completely excluding that idea, wouldn't she have no hope at all!?
So she made such a request, one that might be considered despicable and baffling, right?...
"Fiona, why do you..." The man's handsome face flashed with surprise, but it was fleeting. His eyes deepened, suddenly reaching out to grasp the woman's wrist.
Fiona gasped, her breathing catching. She looked up, meeting the man's gaze. At this moment, Norton's amber eyes reverted to their deep, sharp hue, like a bottomless, mysterious pool.
