"Mika Summers, marry me." Seeing her smile, the tenderness in Silas Kent's eyes deepened. He spoke with a grave seriousness.
Mika Summers's expression darkened, and she cut him off coldly. "Silas Kent, stop joking. If you keep this up, I'm going to get angry."
"Mika Summers, you know I'm not joking."
"Silas Kent, I'm a woman who's been married and had a child. I'm not good enough for you. You deserve someone better."
"That's a stale excuse, Mika Summers. In my eyes, there's no one in this world more perfect for me than you."
"Heh. Silas Kent, are you mocking me or complimenting me?"
"Mika Summers..."
"That's enough. Don't say another word," Mika Summers snapped when Silas Kent opened his mouth to speak again.
Silas Kent fell silent, but his eyes never left Mika Summers's face.
Mika Summers started the car, backed out of the parking space, and drove off.
