Richard Shaw was left speechless by her questioning. He stood up, grabbed her wrist, and explained in a low voice, "My devotion is only to you, and I will only marry you."
The two of them were like flowers blooming at different times. When Leah loved him, he couldn't see his own feelings clearly. When Leah became disheartened, he suddenly realized, deeply rooted in his emotions.
Perhaps love is just like this, without reason—a glance, a turn, falling in love without realizing it. Over the years, as time ferments, realizing that love has become an obsession.
Leah always knew he was like a piece of wood, but knowing this wood had liked another woman before her made her feel mixed emotions, painfully intense. She shook off his hand and sneered, "Save that for your special someone. Didn't she disappear? You can go look for her instead of blocking my view here every day."
