"Weren't you the one who took the initiative? Then why did you encourage me?" She pouted.
With her hands supporting her chin, her brows furrowed, face full of melancholy.
"I wasn't encouraging you, just suggesting that if you want things between you to progress, you should be more proactive!" Back then, she and Walter Schmidt were together, their feelings reached a peak, and they fell completely into a passionate romance.
"I don't want to, I want to let it happen naturally…"
Fiona Schmidt frowned. She helped Emma Benson up, supporting her as they left the room. "Sister-in-law, it's late. Rest early in your room, see you tomorrow."
After escorting her to the door, Fiona waved her hand, leaving the door slightly ajar, just wide enough for her body to squeeze through.
Emma Benson stood outside, seeing that Fiona clearly wanted her to leave, she smiled helplessly, "Alright, I won't bother you. It's not even eight yet, you could take my suggestion and go find Norton Abyss!"
