"I know, it is true that I made a mistake, but it is not a fatal one, and there is a chance for me to make things right. Perhaps, because you hate me so much, you declined me and alienated yourself from me?"
Sherman said nothing. At moments like this, she didn't know what she should say.
Did she hate him? To be honest, Sherman didn't hate her that much, but there was an insurmountable wall between Kingsley and her.
"I waited for you for three hours, but it didn't make you feel anything. I stayed in front of your apartment building for five days, and you didn't even look at me. You look so indifferent. Is it true that you have no feelings for me?
Sherman licked her lips while pursing them. She smiled sadly inwardly. She really hoped that she felt nothing for him. Otherwise, she would not have been s o distressed.
There was a rarely seen defeated look on Kingsley's handsome face. He rubbed his brows with his slender hands, as if he wasn't feeling well.
The talk came to no conclusion, during which Grace called. Sherman then left using the call as an excuse.
Kingsley’s words were warm and moving, so Sherman worried that she couldn't refrain herself and would finally give in. She was no match for him.
After experiencing the rotten marriage with Billy, she had a fear for men and for marrying into any noble family.
It was such a distressing mistake that Sherman never wanted to commit again, and she certainly wouldn't b e able to take the pain again.
After Sherman left, Kingsley took out a cigarette and lit it. He started smoking in front of the window. And his eyes narrowed slightly against the smoke in a charming way.
Sherman took a shower and went back to her room. She was going to bed when the doorbell rang.
'Who could it be this late at night?’
She was puzzled and went to open the door, but was surprised to see Lee holding Kingsley, drunk Kingsley!
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