The man opposite looked at her tears as if he felt nothing, only furrowing his brow impatiently.
He first sighed, then curled his lips into a mocking smile and looked Stella up and down, sneering, "You didn't seriously think I actually liked you, did you?"
Saying this, he burst into laughter, as if he had just heard something incredibly funny, almost to the point of tears.
His not particularly large eyes revealed a look of disdain and contempt as he addressed Stella, "Look at yourself now. You don't have an ounce of femininity. I could pull a random woman off the street who'd be better than you. A woman like you, flat from top to bottom and always acting like a tigress—how could I possibly like you!"
Stella was stunned, her whole body trembling with anger. She bit her lip tightly, overwhelmed with sorrow and indignation, and said, "If that's the case, why did you date me at all?"
