Philip Shaw shook his head, still wearing that slight smile on his face, and said lightly, "I didn't say anything, I just forced her."
Ellen Candi widened her eyes in astonishment, looking at him in shock and disbelief, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why?"
Philip Shaw played indifferently with the pen in his hand, his expression cold and even a bit bored. His fine eyelashes drooped down, blocking the deep light in his eyes. Ellen heard Philip Shaw respond blandly with a calm tone, "Maybe it was because she noticed something at that time and wanted to leave." He propped his cheek with his hand, reminiscing about the events from eight years ago. Everything emerged clearly in his mind, his excellent memory painting the scene in vivid detail.
"... After all, I neglected her for a while because of you back then. No matter how foolish she is, she knows I have lost interest in her."
