How long had she been in the restroom? He’d already hooked up with another woman. Would he die if he didn’t have a woman by his side?
Fluffy Zane growled, "Are you that desperate? Couldn’t you wait even a few minutes?"
Her heart was already torn to shreds. Blood flowed like a river. Every breath felt like a knife twisting inside her; Fluffy Zane hated herself. She knew he wasn’t a good person, so why did she still love him so much it was impossible to break free? One day, this heartless man would leave her utterly broken...
William Guillen’s thin lips pressed into a firm line. The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc, and even his voice was tinged with an icy chill. "I’ve always been this way. Haven’t you known that all along? Why such a strong reaction today?"
The color slowly drained from Fluffy Zane’s face...
Yes. She had always known what kind of person he was, hadn’t she?
William Guillen’s gaze turned cold as his tall frame advanced on her.
She cautiously backed away. As he advanced, Fluffy Zane retreated...
Finally, with nowhere left to run, she found herself pinned against the wall, her jaw seized by William Guillen’s hand.
He leaned down, his dark, tousled hair falling across his handsome brow. "Fluffy."
He called her by her nickname, and Fluffy Zane found she couldn’t resist him at all. No matter how much she hated his philandering, his indiscriminate charm, she still couldn’t resist him in the end. The source of this content ɪs novel⸺fire.net
Her heart quivered, and even her voice trembled, almost imperceptibly.
"Haven’t I told you not to harbor any expectations you shouldn’t have of me? We’re impossible. Do you understand?"
Expectations I shouldn’t have... We’re impossible...
Fluffy Zane’s mind went blank. The intoxicating alcohol seemed to evaporate completely from her body. She became painfully sober—sober as she looked at him, sober as she listened to his cruel words. Sober... and feeling the heart-wrenching pain.
"William Guillen, why can’t it be me? Why?"
She raised her hands, clutching his shirt tightly. "So many women! Why am I the only one it can’t be?"
William Guillen looked down at the two small, pale hands gripping his shirt with all their might. His neatly ironed shirt instantly creased.
He cruelly pried her fingers off, one by one. "There’s no reason."
Tears streamed down Fluffy Zane’s face. She clung to William Guillen’s lean waist, burying her head in his chest. "Can’t we just try? Please, try with me. Maybe... maybe after we’re together, I’ll find out you’re not as good as I imagined. Maybe I’ll discover your countless flaws, and maybe... then I wouldn’t love you anymore."
William Guillen’s raised hand froze in mid-air. He remained silent, while Fluffy Zane was already a sobbing mess.
Her tears seeped through his shirt, dampening the fabric, their warmth penetrating his skin. The scalding heat felt as if it were searing his skin.
"Fluffy, listen to me. I will never be with you. Not even to try. I’m really not a good man, not someone worth entrusting your life to. Give up."
William Guillen pulled her from his embrace and turned to leave. His retreating figure looked cold and heartless.
Fluffy Zane watched his retreating figure through tear-filled eyes. "Why can’t it be me? Why?!"
William Guillen’s steps were steady, yet the irritation in his heart only intensified...
Because you’re too pure, as pure as a blank sheet of paper.