But he wasn't someone to drag things out.
Just now, when he suddenly heard her leave the room, he almost instantly decided to get intimate with Rosy, without any hesitation.
She might be sad, pained, angry, or even disgusted with him.
It was all temporary.
Maeve, these feelings are temporary, they'll pass quickly, you'll soon forget them, your thoughts will be occupied by other matters, you'll grow up, meet a truly lovable guy, and then, you'll completely throw Uncle Ward out of your mind.
Perhaps—
He would be old by then?
Caiden Ward thought absent-mindedly, finding the notion laughable.
Isn't it laughable?
That girl is just a child, what does she know about love and marriage?
The things she said were just childish thoughts, and it's ridiculous that he took them so seriously, as if she really wanted to marry him.
But—
It's all over now.
As Caiden Ward thought this, a lit cigarette burned his fingertip, snapping him back to reality.
