"What, am I wrong?" He sneered and slowly approached Christopher Smith, his gaze filled with a hint of disdain and scorn.
"Asher Land, don't hurt my dad!" she blurted out instinctively.
Heh, he hadn't even done anything yet, and she was already worried he would harm her dad? Didn't she see who was holding the knife and threatening whom?
"Sophie Smith, what if I asked you to make a choice too? Would you choose me?"
He asked, Sophie Smith, what if I asked you to make a choice too? Would you choose me?
Her eyes showed obvious hesitation; she didn't know, she truly didn't know.
He curled his lips into a smile, even though he was smiling outwardly, his heart was bleeding in pain.
Indeed, here today, if he had to give an answer, she wouldn't choose him, definitely wouldn't. Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly darkened.
Sophie Smith slowly moved her steps, trying to quietly approach Christopher Smith, but was halted by Asher Land's voice.
