"Do you know how I felt when I heard about this from someone else?" Louis Mendez shouted hysterically.
"Are you done?" Harrison Yale's eyes flickered as he instructed the waiter to pour him a cup of lemon water. He took a sip slowly and calmly.
"...What do you mean?"
"You only thought about your own feelings, but have you ever considered what Yasmin Vernon's thoughts were?" Harrison Yale's long fingers slid along the rim of the cup, his eyes revealing a trace of coldness as he coldly spoke.
"..."
"You said it yourself, she's gentle by nature, timid and pure. Facing something like this, how scared and helpless must she feel?"
"..."
"At a time like this, instead of staying with her, encouraging and comforting her, you indulge in your own little tantrums, which only makes her feel like you really see her as dirty and don't want her anymore."
