The man listened to the girl's reprimands, he squatted down leisurely, lifted his right hand, pinched her chin, and said seriously, "Hartley, don't throw a tantrum, I don't buy it."
In fact, he did buy it, he really liked women acting coy and clinging to him, the prerequisite being that the woman was Maya.
Hartley listened to Liam's warning, feeling wronged, she clenched her fists and demanded, "Why? Why don't you like me? Am I that annoying?"
"Sorry, the only one I like is Maya."
"Maya doesn't like you." Hartley yelled at Liam, her patience was reaching its limit.
Watching Hartley's stubborn pestering, Liam was extremely disdainful, rolled his eyes at her, and walked past her, leaving the ward, heading to Maya's room.
Just the thought of Hartley's words, 'Maya doesn't like you', made him feel uneasy, he really wanted to ask her what was wrong with him? Why didn't she like him?
