Her head emerged from the water, and her body shivered from the cold.
She seemed genuinely furious, her bright eyes ablaze, fiery red with anger.
Her fists clenched secretly, and her stiff gaze shifted to the expressionless man behind her. Slowly, she moved towards him, attempting to push him into the water with her hand on his shoulder.
"Bastard! Haven't you had enough?"
"Ethan Laurent, you jealous man!"
"You don't bother asking for explanations, you only know how to sulk!"
"You're the one who asked me to stay away, so what was tonight supposed to mean?"
She seemed extremely angry, persistently rising on her tiptoes, trying to press him into the water.
Yet, after several attempts, she was unsuccessful every time.
Ethan Laurent stood firm, unmoving like a mountain.
With a cold gaze fixed on her, there was even a hint of disdain in his eyes.
