"Helena... Why are you asking that again? Didn't we talk about this? Let's not think so far ahead. We should just cherish the present."
"Damn it, what a scumbag..." Annelise Valentine, sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't take it anymore. She shoved the car door open, swung her long legs out, and got out of the car.
Zane Patterson jumped, quickly reaching out to grab her. "Annelise! What are you doing?"
Annelise Valentine ignored him and strode directly toward the restaurant.
Zane panicked, hastily unbuckling his seatbelt to chase after her. "Annelise, calm down! If you rush in like this, you'll just make things worse."
Annelise Valentine retorted furiously, "What does that scumbag think Helena is? If he likes her, he should stay. If not, he should get lost. He keeps beating around the bush with his words, and it's pissing me off. Today, I'm going to teach him what it means to man up and be decisive."
Watching her aggressive back, Zane was suddenly at a loss for words.
