After about ten seconds, he sighed, showing a reluctant expression on his face, yet his tone was very certain: "Both my wife and child are important, but if I really must choose one, I can only prioritize the child. As the saying goes, of all filial acts, producing an heir is the greatest, I can’t be an unfilial person!"
"I believe a gentle and understanding woman like Miss Yates would surely understand my intentions, right?"
There indeed is no limit to the bizarre, only more bizarre.
Just how thick-skinned must this man be to say such shaless words with such a self-righteous tone, even glorifying such inhuman actions as filial piety.
A man like this, I guess only a blind woman could fancy him.
Anyone who marries him is bound for misfortune.
At this mont, only one thought was running through Scarlett Yates’ mind.
And that was to leave imdiately; she couldn’t take it anymore, her whole being burning with rage, almost losing her sanity.
She really, really wanted to beat this fat bastard to a pulp!
Scarlett clenched her fists restrainingly, took a sharp breath, and pulled out her wallet: "I’m sorry, Mr. Collins, I think we might not be compatible. I have sothing to attend to, I must be leaving now."
With that, she called the waitress to settle the bill: "Mr. Collins, let’s go Dutch today."
"Wait a minute..." Nash Collins looked at her taking out her wallet, dazed, seemingly not reacting yet, and a few seconds later, he exclaid in surprise, "You’re leaving?"
"Yes, I have other matters, excuse for not being able to accompany you further." She felt that staying a second longer, she might not be able to resist the urge to hit him.
Nash Collins seed surprised, dazed for another few seconds, seeing Scarlett Yates really leaving, finally realizing she might not be interested in him.
He imdiately felt his pride take a huge hit, his eyes widened like mung beans, his eyebrows twitching: "Miss Yates, why are you leaving, weren’t we having a pleasant and harmonious conversation?"
Pleasant, harmonious?
Scarlett Yates really wanted to roll her eyes at him.
It was him who thought it was pleasant, harmonious; from start to end, she barely said anything, it was just him performing for his own amusent, and he calls that a pleasant conversation?
Really couldn’t figure out where this bizarre man’s confidence ca from.
She still managed to restrain herself, showing the proper manners and composure, even though she had internally despised Nash Collins a thousand tis, she maintained a smile and said softly, "Mr. Collins, I’m truly sorry, but I do have sothing very important to attend to. Moreover, after that ’pleasant’ conversation we just had, I really don’t think we’re compatible."
"Not compatible?" Nash Collins furrowed his thick eyebrows, black like Shin-chan’s, his face turning ugly, he said roughly, "What’s not compatible? Don’t won like husbands who have a house, a car, and can provide a sense of security? I et all the criteria, do you know how many won want to marry a perfect man like ? If it weren’t for the sake of an old classmate, do you think I would need to resort to blind dates? I advise you to reconsider, don’t rashly..."
"I’ve thought it through very clearly and carefully." Scarlett Yates couldn’t stand his self-praising speech, clearly and assuredly said again, "We’re really not compatible, Mr. Collins is excellent, it’s who is unworthy of you."
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