"Mm..." she nodded, not knowing why, upon seeing the man's furrowed brow, she dared not look at him again.
Mabel Doyle lowered her head and said, "I made it very clear to him that after leaving the police force for two years, my physical condition is no longer suitable for this job, but he believes in my abilities, hoping I would consider carefully and not rush to decline..."
She sighed, clenched her fists, her whole body tense, "I've thought about it for a long time and feel that, whether publicly or privately, I shouldn't go back..."
"But you love this line of work, don't you?" The man saw the hesitation in her eyes, pinpointing the crux of the problem.
Though Mabel Doyle was once an FBI agent and an undercover, she was actually quite simple, especially when facing him, her thoughts almost written on her face.
Moreover, if she were truly determined not to return, she wouldn't have come to seek his opinion today.
