Tsk tsk, can she describe him as despicable?
Charles Northwood didn’t say anything more because just one sentence was enough to make Tara Jason obedient.
"Charles Northwood, I was blind before."
Not only was she blind, but all those won at school who saw him as a male god, a prince charming, were blind too.
Charles Northwood didn’t speak, turning around to continue cooking.
......
After dinner.
Fiona Sutton returned to the bedroom, leaving the living room to the two of them.
"Give the photos."
Tara Jason suppressed her trembling, extending her right hand.
Charles Northwood shook his head.
"I like you, would you agree to a relationship with with marriage as the premise?"
Tara Jason sat there, clenching her left hand into a tight fist.
"What do you an by this? Charles Northwood, we were over long ago."
It’s what he ant; he simply doesn’t like her.
If he liked...
Why wouldn’t he even dare to make it public?
Why is he using the photos to threaten her now?
"Tara Jason, I really like you."
Charles Northwood’s eyes changed slightly, as warm as ever.
But in those eyes, there was an emotion that wasn’t usually there.
Anyone looking into those eyes would probably be captivated.
Those eyes were full of love.
So intense, it seed unreal.
Tara Jason sat there, saying nothing more.
Charles Northwood also didn’t speak, just standing there, lips moving.
In the end, he didn’t explain anything.
Tara Jason, once the Northwood Family issues are resolved, I will give you a complete explanation.
But now... it’s not the right ti.
Yet, I don’t want to lose you.
This feeling is too sad, too excruciating.
"Could you trust just once without asking why?"
Give us another chance?
At least when we are alone, I will let you know how much I love you.
"Professor Northwood, you said you wouldn’t date your students."
Tara Jason lifted her head, face full of a facade, such ruthlessness obviously feigned.
Charles Northwood shook his head; those were just his excuses.
That’s the only reason that could instantly dispel all the pursuits from girls at school.
Charles Northwood didn’t say anything else, just looking at Tara Jason.
He hoped Tara Jason could see through his eyes.
But...
Even if she could, so what?
Tara Jason had long since stopped believing.
"Professor Northwood, I can’t accept your confession, sorry."
After speaking, Tara Jason turned to leave.
"If you leave, I will..."
"Go ahead and do it."
Tara Jason halted, interrupting Charles Northwood.
Without turning back, she uttered those cold three words, and then Tara Jason left directly.
Charles Northwood stood there dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long ti.
Go ahead and do it.
That was the last thing she said.
Did she already know he wouldn’t really do it?
What to do?
Even the last threat has lost its effectiveness.
He seed to have truly lost, completely and utterly.
"Go ahead and do it... how could I possibly hurt you?"
Just wanted you to stay, just wanted you to be with .
It’s just that...
I still love you.
He smiled bitterly, not even noticing Fiona Sutton had co over.
"Bodyguard with a knife, do you know what your nickna really ans?"
Suddenly, Fiona Sutton asked this question.
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