Listening to Shirley Grant's words, Andrew Davidson laughed and shook his head.
"You do believe it; your expression has already betrayed you."
It hardly matters whether Shirley Grant believes it or not.
He believes.
"Can you stop being so presumptuous?"
Shirley Grant was too exasperated by him; how can you clarify something to someone who is self-important?
It simply can't be explained, can it?
So frustrating!
Shirley Grant rolled her eyes and, after finishing, she was about to stand up and leave the courtyard.
"Don't go!"
Andrew Davidson grabbed Shirley Grant and forcibly sat her down beside him.
"Shirley Grant, don't think you can escape. It's futile, you're destined to be my Andrew's woman."
It's only a matter of time.
He would keep her here for a lifetime; he didn't believe her heart was made of stone.
He could make her nod in agreement; he would make her willing.
Perhaps it won't take much time at all.
"Andrew, you're overdoing it!"
