A proud man like him would never allow such a thing to happen.
"So, you're only willing to see me just to prove to me that you’ll never agree no matter how much I beg, right?" She said those words with much difficulty.
His lips curved into a sharp smile. He lifted one hand and lightly swept away some stray strands of hair along her forehead, tucking them behind her ear using his long fingers. "Back then, you said that you didn’t want to stay by my side and that you didn’t need me to help you change your destiny. You said you would not regret it..."
His actions exuded elegance while his voice was so gentle.
He bent his waist and positioned his lips by her earlobes, breathing effortlessly.
She could feel his breath blowing at her throat and neck region.
That made her stiffen her whole body as if a huge boulder was on her chest, leaving her out of breath.
"I'm only seeing you because I want to let you understand what a joke it was when you said you would not regret it." He was staring right at her.
At that moment, it was as if she had fallen into a lake of icy cold water.
Indeed, what a joke.
Grace could not remember how she left Jason's place.
From the very beginning, he had not planned on giving in to her request. As for her, she did not have any right to request anything from him.
That meeting was just her seeking shame.
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