"No, I haven't persuaded my father yet..." Austin Lucas's lips turned pale, a trace of guilt appearing in his eyes, "I'm sorry, Lily, I have let you down."
"Heh, Mr. Lucas, you shouldn't say such things. I have never held any hopes for you, so how can we talk about disappointment?"
Lily looked at him coldly, her bright, clear eyes showing no trace of disappointment whatsoever.
She had never believed his words; without expectations, naturally, there was no disappointment.
But such a gaze deeply hurt Austin Lucas.
He clenched his teeth, his eyes sorrowful, "Lily, please don't talk like this. I...I know I was a mess in the past, but I assure you, I'm different now. You can trust me, I can tell you..."
"Austin Lucas..." Lily coldly interrupted him, "I'm a pregnant woman standing here, not to accompany you in the cold wind. If all you have to say are these confessions, then I'm going back."
