He teased her so domineeringly, how could she not be moved?
She wanted to resist, but it seemed she couldn't refuse his lingering kisses every time.
"You tease me, yet don't let me be moved... What kind of person are you?" she said, "Even after we broke up, you still treat me so well!" Last time he had ignored her for more than half a month, had he forgotten?
During those days, every night, she tossed and turned alone, unable to sleep.
"Then what kind of person do you think I am?" He sat down on the leather sofa, and she naturally ended up sitting on his lap.
Eva Nightingale just felt the urge to escape because she was afraid of accidentally touching a sensitive spot.
But he was so authoritative, a cold aura pressed down, and he extended his large hand to hook her chin, as if questioning, "What kind of person do you think I am, hmm?"
Clearly, she was the one who repeatedly went out with Sebastian Yansford without saying a word.
