"So what exactly do you want me to do to forgive me? Do you want me to kneel on the ground and apologize to you, or kneel in front of Joanna Lawrence and apologize to her?" Rebecca Kelloway looked at the man whose footsteps were getting faster by the moment, not turning to look back at her even once, the mist gathering in her eyes.
In the past, he had always adjusted his pace for her.
If he went ahead of her, he would quickly stop and wait for her.
But now, did he really not care about her at all anymore?
Couldn't he see that the long dress she was wearing was easy to trip over, making it difficult for her to walk?
"Frank, slow down a bit. I can't keep up with you."
"Frank, wait for me. I still have something to say to you."
Rebecca watched the figure in front of her walking faster and faster, gritted her teeth, endured the injustice, and went after him.
However, Frank Parker walked too fast.
