She turned her head, quietly pushed him away, and smiled at him, the smile on her lips sweet like honey, "Thank you, senior."
In this thank you, there was already a hint of distance.
Even though she had experienced a moment of tenderness, Scarlett Yates' mind was not clouded.
Henry Dales already had a fiancée, and this was not something she could change by pretending to be confused.
As perceptive as Henry Dales was, how could he not notice her change in attitude?
Deep loss and a sense of helplessness surrounded him.
His dark eyes quickly dulled, like two gems suddenly losing their luster.
Bitterness and sorrow filled his heart, he weakly tugged at the corner of his lips, for the first time forcing a weary and strained smile.
It was also the first time he deeply felt that the things he cherished most in his heart could never return to the way they were.
If time could turn back...
If time could truly turn back, would he change his choice?
