Didn't he forget everything before?
It couldn't be that he remembered after our argument, could it?
As Enna Clark recalled what happened earlier, she remembered that he had happily said something about how he'd remember by the end of the month or something, and suddenly realized, "Did you remember a long time ago and just didn't tell me?"
Baron Lawrence admitted briskly, as if it were only natural, "I wanted to surprise you, but then you argued with me, didn't you?"
He still thinks he's in the right!
Enna Clark felt like after she said she forgave him at the cemetery, the lion that had pretended to be a cat had lazily stretched out its claws again. She glared at him and said directly, "Was our last argument because of me? Don't you know what you did yourself?"
"What did I do? Weren't you the one who cared about another man first?"
"So you think that justifies hitting someone?" Enna Clark retorted with annoyance.
