"What did she look for you for?"
"She said... she’s back to reclaim her lost territory.
She wants to take back the man and status that originally belonged to her.
The man is you, and the status is the legitimate Mrs. Warren title.
I don’t know... what Sebastian Sheldon means to you in your heart.
But I know what she means to me.
Today, I performed very well in front of her, very strong.
But I don’t know how long I can hold on, so Hunter Warren, don’t team up with her to hurt me."
Hunter Warren pulled her into his arms: "Silly girl, what kind of person do you take me for?
Do you really think I only make empty promises?
The things that hurt you in the past were my fault, believe me, it won’t happen again."
He hugged this skittish bird tightly.
He knew that she wasn’t as strong as she appeared to be.
But for love, she had put down all her pride and learned to wrap herself in a guise of so-called strength after being hurt.
Who caused all this? He knew very well that it was him.
It was him who turned the once carefree and happy Faye Townsend into someone anxious about gains and losses.
Hunter Warren took her hand: "Alright, come in and sit with me for a while."
"I still have to go home."
"Look at your state right now, going home will only scare the children.
Calm down with me inside first, then we’ll talk."
Faye Townsend nodded, stopped struggling, and let him lead her into his house.
Once inside, Hunter Warren promptly instructed the servants to leave.
In the vast house, there were only the two of them.
She sat on the sofa, and Hunter Warren squatted in front of her, holding her hand: "Wait for me a moment, I’ll make you some juice."
Faye Townsend looked at him: "Can you?"
Hunter Warren lightly brushed her cheek with his fingers: "Don’t underestimate me."
He got up and went to the kitchen, returning before long.
When he came out, he held a glass of bright dragon fruit watermelon juice.
Faye Townsend took the juice and sipped: "I didn’t expect you to make this."
"Anyone who isn’t an idiot can make this kind of thing."
He sat down directly on the coffee table opposite her: "Next time Sebastian Sheldon seeks you out, just ignore her.
She’s suffered a lot abroad these years, she might have blamed all her resentment on you."
Faye Townsend nodded. Although it’s unfair, if a dog bites her, she can’t bite back.
Otherwise, wouldn’t she be worse than a dog?
Hunter Warren looked at her, leaned forward, kissed her lips, and then smiled.
Faye Townsend furrowed her brows: "Why are you laughing?"
"I’m laughing at your progress."
"Progress?" Faye Townsend looked at him, puzzled, not knowing what he was talking about.
"I feel like I’ve returned to seven years ago when you were willing to share your thoughts with me.
I thought those times were gone forever.
Looks like my efforts have achieved something; if I keep trying, I believe we can return to the way we were."
"But I don’t want to go back to the past at all."
"Seven years ago, it was just me giving my all, I wasn’t happy, not at all."
Hunter Warren twirled his body to sit beside her, placing an arm around her waist.
"Even I couldn’t determine when I truly gave my heart to you.
How come you’re so certain?
When I think back, Faye, no woman around me dared to be as audacious as you.
Not because they didn’t dare, but because I wouldn’t allow it.
Even back then, Sebastian was my girlfriend; she lived by my terms.
No one dared to do what I wouldn’t allow.
But you were different.
You were like a wild horse, uncontrollable, unyielding to demands.
And it seems I silently allowed you, this wild horse, to be reckless by my side for many years.
Looking back carefully, I’ve probably liked you for a really long time.
But back then you were too young, and I couldn’t bear the label of an older man preying on a younger girl."
Listening to his earnest love talk, Faye Townsend pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, a hint of shyness showing beneath her lashes.
He finished speaking and kissed her cheek: "Faye, life is actually quite short.
Even the mightiest of people make mistakes.
I’ve already made one mistake in my life, and when it comes to you, I won’t make a second."
Faye Townsend nodded and nestled into his embrace.
"Compared to Mr. Guo, compared to Henry, I don’t know how much luckier I am.