His thin lips hadn't touched her when she slapped him hard.
"Liam Coldwell, you're out of your mind! Lucas Knight and I have done everything; we've slept together, rented rooms, done all the intimate things a man and woman can do, used every position imaginable..."
"In this lifetime, the next, and the one after, there's no way for us to be together, so get a grip! Why do you keep bothering me!"
As she shouted, her eyes welled up with tears. She didn't want to waste Liam Coldwell's time and urged him to sober up. She liked no one now, yes, she liked no one.
"I don't care about your past!"
He looked at her seriously:
"Everyone has a past. I like you. It's not because you're exceptionally great now..."
She rejected him decisively: "Why? Just because you say you like me, I'm supposed to believe it?"
"I would risk my life for you..."
Eva Nightingale: "I don't want your life..."
"I am willing to give it!"
Eva Nightingale: "!!!"
