"One day, I will make you understand." His throat was badly hurt by sadness and his voice became hoarse.
"Well, just let it be." Hazel waved her hands, with a look of depression on her face. It was just her destiny. If he was destined not to belong to her, all her hopes would eventually be shattered. It was better not to have hope.
Zac didn't like her negative behavior, and felt very annoyed. The woman was obviously tough, the typical soft outside and the strong inside. However, as long as it came to him, she would become soft. She would compromise and give in all kinds of things, as if he was dispensable, even if she lost him, she didn't care.
"I really want to squeeze my head into your brain and see what is in it." "I also want to know what's in your heart," she curled her lips and said that while drinking.