"Scarlett, how can you say that about me..." Knox Simmons was just enjoying the feeling of holding a gentle beauty in his arms. However, before he could savor it for long, the beautiful lady in his embrace ruthlessly pushed him away.
Suddenly, his arms were empty, and he raised his brows in displeasure.
"I've been so worried about you that I can't eat or sleep, thinking about you day and night, my mind unsettled. As long as you didn't wake up, I couldn't put my mind at ease, and nothing had any meaning for me. I'm so concerned about you, thinking of you, and you accuse me of putting on a show? You're really breaking my heart."
After he said that, as if feeling quite aggrieved, a hint of resentment shimmered in his long, slender peach blossom eyes.
