Helen Melendy looked at him again, moved a few inches closer, gently tidied his collar, then buried her face in his shoulder.
Harry Hall wasn't actually angry anymore. Seeing her speaking softly and behaving so endearingly in front of him, he found it impossible to stay mad.
In the end, he just sighed lightly, wrapped her entire body in his arms, and said:
"I don't blame you; I blame myself for not giving you enough confidence."
Originally, Helen Melendy was just feeling guilty. Hearing Harry Hall say this made her eyes inexplicably sting with tears.
After a while, she lifted her head from Harry Hall's embrace, looking at him seriously and solemnly, she said:
"Honey, although I can't remember past events, I bet you were definitely very, very good to me."
Harry Hall, hearing this, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, snorted in mild annoyance, and said:
"Talking so sweet now, do you think a few kind words will stop me from being angry?"
