Harrison Yale tightened his arm, holding her without letting go.
"Emma Aiden, you said if you kissed, you had to take responsibility. You've kissed me so many times, and now you say no more. Are you trying to act like a rogue with me?"
"..."
"Don't forget, you didn't just kiss me. You've hugged, touched, and even peeked at me in the shower."
"..."
"You even sneaked into my room at midnight, took off my clothes, and slept with me." As Harrison finished speaking, Emma's body went rigid.
Her pale cheeks unconsciously flushed red.
Her eyes were filled with shock.
She had done so many embarrassing things before, and she did them with such confidence.
At that time, she was sure they'd get married, taking advantage of him, thinking it was collecting interest in advance. She never thought one day Harrison would bring up these old accounts and want her to take responsibility.
She could confidently say she was responsible for him before, but now, does she still have that right?
