Inez grew frustrated that her wineglass was snatched away for a second time. “Give it back to me, Kieran! Who do you think you are to me? You have no right to control what I do!”
Kieran dodged backward with the wineglass in his hand.
His arm was longer than Inez’s, so she couldn’t reach the glass, which infuriated her.
“How can you be so unreasonable, Kieran! I pursued you for a year, but you never spared me a glance. I’m tired now, so can you just let me go?” Her eyes, red like a rabbit’s, were filled with aggrieved tears.
“Ms. Inez, no, Inez, I…” Kieran struggled to form a word. His ears and cheeks were red as he looked at her.
“What?”
I can’t believe confessing my love is more nerve-racking than the first time I operated on someone! Kieran took in a deep breath.
“If you don’t want to tell me, fine! I’ll leave.” Inez had run out of patience and was prepared to exit the room.
Kieran grabbed her hand. “Don’t go.”
He took another deep breath and emptied the wineglass in one go to build his courage.
Because he drank it too fast, he became dizzy quickly, but it did help him grow bold enough to say, “I like you, Inez.”
Inez was stunned, unable to process the information immediately.
Kieran continued, “I was foolish in the past. I didn’t understand my own heart. It wasn’t until you left that I realized I couldn’t forget about you. I will marry you, but we can go on dates first and discuss marriage at a more suitable time. What do you think?”
Inez looked at him dazedly. Is he an imposter? Is someone disguising as him right now? I’ve dreamed of this moment for countless nights in the past. I’d wake up with a smile and sleep sorrowfully for numerous days. Now, as I listen to his declaration of love for me, I feel calm. The excitement once swam in my heart had been drained by the innumerable disappointment I had experienced. It’s amusing how Kieran’s bringing up dating and marriage with me now.
Seconds later, the edges of her lips curved upward bitterly. “Are you messing with me, Mr. Kieran?”
A serious expression was set on Kieran’s face. “No. I’m telling the truth.”
Inez smiled mockingly. “Is it because you’re not used to my absence after I chased after you for a year?”
Kieran nodded and admitted, “You’re right, but I should’ve recognized my love for you earlier. My emotional quotient was too low.”
His words did nothing to comfort her. Instead, she felt even more insulted.
“When I liked you, you never looked at me seriously. Now that I’ve decided to move on from you, you came here and told me you like me. Will you force me to leave after you get sick of me? Who do you think I am?” Inez’s eyes reddened as she felt humiliated. “My family may be incomparable to yours in terms of money and influence, but that doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want with me!”
Her powerful reaction surprised Kieran. Did I really break her heart with my aloofness while she was pursuing me?
“That’s not what I meant, Inez.” He wasn’t adept at explaining things. As he watched her weep angrily, he wasn’t sure how to comfort her.
Panickily, he helped wipe her tears away. However, he accidentally exerted too much force and smudge her left eyeliner.
He withdrew his hands nervously and stared helplessly at his handiwork.
When Inez noticed his odd look, she realized something. She opened her handbag and pulled out a mirror.
While her left eyeliner wasn’t smudged that much, it did ruin her delicate makeup.
That drove her fury to the extreme. “Are you a troublemaker sent by the heavens to mess with me? Did I owe you money in my previous life? I was exhausted after pursuing you for a year, and now that I’ve decided to abandon my goal, you’ve come to irritate me! What exactly do you want?”
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