"Even if you don't need it, I still have to apologize." She bit her lip, her expression stiff and unnatural.
"What do you mean by that?" His phoenix eyes narrowed, the gaze suddenly cold.
"When I asked to break up with you, I didn't know about Alexis Denton, Matthew Saxon. The problem between us isn't about Alexis Denton." She endured the cold air above her head, biting her lip, "So, whether I misunderstood you or not, my feelings won't change."
Matthew Saxon's face finally turned cold: "You still refuse to come back to me?"
She pulled her stiff lips, struggling to speak: "I'm sorry."
"Damn it, I don't want to hear this sorry. What do you think I've been doing all this for? Just to make you believe me, to clear the misunderstanding about me?"
"I'm sorry, Young Master's favor for a small person like me is much appreciated, but I really can't accept it. Young Master, just think of it as choosing the wrong person."
