"Speak!"
Would he regret it?
Must be joking!
Yet his gaze was so real, as if he was truly pained, his brows tightly knitted together.
Mark Reed pondered for a moment before saying, "I think... you're not worth... my love..."
Valentine Teller laughed.
The gap in status, the disparity in position, and she even became a surrogate for someone else, selling herself.
She indeed wasn't worth his love; four years ago it was so, four years later it's still the same, she remains unworthy of his love.
He had already decided in his heart that she was a woman unworthy of his love.
She knew his answer, but hearing it from his lips, she couldn't help but feel heartache, her shattered heart never to be healed to its original state, and her feelings for him had developed deep cracks.
