"Don't ever doubt me again, okay? My feelings for you… you still don't get them?"
His gentle voice poked right at that stubborn, unwilling place in her heart, and her tears instantly started pouring down like a flood.
Alice Robinson spoke through a heavy, stuffy nose. "What gives you the right to hit me?" He'd just slapped her and now he was here coaxing her—did he really think she was that easy to brush off?
Why was she still able to forgive him? He'd already told her the same thing countless times, practically one step away from kneeling down to swear she should trust him… This little woman really had been spoiled rotten by how he treated her before!
"The fact that you don't trust me, the fact that you told me to break up with you—that's what!"
"If you didn't have a guilty conscience, would I be suspicious?" Alice stared at Chester Robinson through eyes brimming with tears, looking so pitiful it made people's hearts ache.
