Clara leaned against the car, her body languidly tilted, but her eyes were sharp like two sharp swords, piercing directly into Samuel Grant's heart: "Aren't you just the same, with that unclear relationship with Daisy Stone right there, who can really see through what's going on between you two? I don't think you have anything to be ashamed about."
Samuel's hand trembled slightly. He resisted the impulse to slap Clara hard, clenched his fists, and reminded himself to stay calm.
He silently chanted in his heart: Endure for a moment, and everything will be calm; only by calming down can he think of a way to win back her feelings for him!
After taking a deep breath, Samuel tried to soften his tone, "Clara, I know I've probably caused you a lot of harm and trouble during this time, but please believe me; you really couldn't be interested in my uncle, right? It was just words spoken in anger."
