Inexplicably, a strange feeling began to bubble up inside, something truly... novel.
Pressing his lips together, he finally spoke softly after a long while:
"I just..."
He tried to explain, feeling somewhat uneasy inside.
She was too independent, too smart, making him always feel a sense of gain and loss lingering in his mind, weighing heavily on his heart from time to time.
However, seeing her angry and aggrieved expression, he sighed softly.
"Forget it, it's my fault."
The grievance on Arabella Vanderbilt's face seemed to deepen.
"What did you do wrong?"
Joel Russo nodded, "I shouldn't have doubted you."
Arabella was so angry that she punched him on the shoulder.
"And what else..."
Joel Russo now felt a headache, wondering why he insisted on bringing up topics that shouldn't have been mentioned.
Now he couldn't even apologize correctly.
"And... I shouldn't have questioned my importance to you."
Arabella bit her lip, "...And what else?"
