Alex's expression was not too good. He squatted down before Candice and looked at the left foot she had raised. He then stood back up with a darkened expression. "What were you running for just now?"
Candice turned her face away. She had walked over here because she did not want to see Alex.
Alex let out a breath, and Candice felt uncomfortable hearing his impatient breathing. She decided to speak up. "Can you not appear in front of me?"
Alex's eyes turned cold upon hearing this. He stared at Candice for a while but soon lowered his eyes.
Just when Candice thought he would turn and leave, he directly picked her up horizontally, his voice muffled. "You're injured, so just behave."
The sudden weightlessness made Candice very uncomfortable. She rebuked him softly, "Put me down!"
"You're injured."
"You don't need to worry about me." Candice's voice was chilly.
Alex's footsteps halted. The scent of cedar on him was very faint but clean and refreshing. He held Candice tighter and said after a while, "I'm sorry."
He looked down at Candice, but she looked away coldly. She seemed unwilling to be held by him.
This realization made Alex feel a tinge of bitterness in his heart. Perhaps he should have said this apology to Candice long ago.
Being held by Alex, Candice could smell the familiar scent on him. Human memory was terrifying. Although they had not been this intimate for a long time, just his scent and warmth could evoke the deepest memories she had hidden away.
She got annoyed on this rare occasion and could not help but mock him, "You left Erica behind. Aren't you afraid she'll be angry?"
Alex paused, then explained in a muffled voice, "There's nothing between me and her."
Candice sneered, and Alex added, "Erica's grandfather knows our family. He once asked me to take care of her."
"Take care of her in bed?" Candice felt like a hedgehog covered in thorns. She desperately wanted to find some evidence to prove something, her tone sharp and sarcastic. "You seem to have taken care of quite a few people well, even Sonia and Nina."
After Candice had finished speaking, she chuckled sarcastically again before Alex could respond.
Then, she heard Alex's voice. "It's raining."
She looked up instinctively and indeed saw raindrops falling, but it was not heavy rain yet.
However, Alex had already carried her away from where they were just now, finding an empty small wooden house.
He put Candice down and then took off his coat, draping it over her shoulders.
Candice watched him do all of this coldly, not reacting at all.
Even when Alex draped the coat over her, she moved aside, letting the coat fall to the ground.
Alex stopped, his pitch-black eyes looking at her deeply. His voice was low and firm. "No."
"I didn't sleep with Erica, nor with Sonia or Nina. Nor anyone else."
Candice asked him back, "Is that so?"
She clearly showed her disbelief with clear disdain and sarcasm in her eyes.
Alex remained silent for a moment before saying, "I've never had feelings for any other women."
"Do you think I'm stupid?" Candice looked at him expressionlessly.
If he had no feelings for other women, then when he repeatedly targeted her for Sonia, was he just playing her for a fool?
Candice looked at him and said word by word, "I'd rather that you truly liked Sonia."
That way, she could at least comfort herself. She was not as foolish as to be played with by Alex so hopelessly.
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