"..."
Kane didn't respond to the man's shameless words.
After all, she really had done it.
Why not talk it out? Why snatch her things?
Kane finally spoke, "Don't take my stuff."
She spent a couple of hundred bucks on it.
Jace bent down to pick up another shopping bag, "If you want your stuff, come with me."
Jace turned around and left.
For the sake of her belongings, Kane quickly followed.
Indignant, she frowned and said, "You tripped me first."
"That's no excuse for taking advantage of me." Jace continued walking.
"What do you want exactly?" asked Kane.
Jace: "Take responsibility."
"..."
Responsibility, really? Kane was speechless.
With Jace's level of attractiveness, he turned heads everywhere he went.
Even young girls were taking pictures.
Walking next to him made Kane feel intense pressure, "I didn't bump into you, it was the bag, why don't you ask the bag to be responsible?"
Jace's lips curved upward, "Refusing to admit it?"
