Clara was enraged by his words, and snapped at him, "Why? Do you want me to cry and kneel at her feet? Should I go throw myself off a hill to make up for it?"
"That's unnecessary, but you can't just pretend like nothing happened," Ethan said seriously.
Everyone had been fussing over Shirley, and if Clara, the person who had caused the accident, didn't seem concerned, people would surely gossip about her.
"Yeah, that's not happening.Do something about it if you can't accept it,"
Clara said smugly, then placed her book on her face and swayed on the hammock, shutting everything out.She might be rude, but she could not be polite to a pretentious diva like Shirley.
Shirley walked towards them, flanked by the others, and held Ethan's hand intimately.
"Ethan, Miss Blackwell is sleeping.Let's not disturb her.We'd better go back and rest.I said that I had forgiven her and that I don't blame her for what happened.Let's not dwell on that accident any longer."
