But Chongchong didn't resist, nor did she struggle. She just steadily raised those golden eyes and looked at Andre, who was shouting at her for the first time.
He said he likes her?!
"Why? Why, tell me!"
Only thinking she had fallen for "some bastard," the immense jealousy lit a fire that burnt away his reason. For the first time in his life, he lost his temper with her, roaring like a mad beast.
"I won't allow it, I just won't allow it. You're mine... mine!"
His heart tightened, it was as if cotton was stuffed in his throat, and his eyes and nose were smarting badly...
As she gazed at Andre's face in front of her, she wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound. Her eyes, however, overflowed uncontrollably, crystal-clear tears like colorless pearls rolled down her cheeks and landed on the back of his hand.
She was never a girl who cried easily. Ever since she became sensible, she hardly ever cried.
