"No!" Sean shouted coldly, glaring at Sparkle with a stern expression, as if he held a deep grudge against her.
"Why? Don't you hate me?"
"Yes, I hate you!"
"Well then, as long as I divorce your dad, I'll never bother you again."
"No!"
"Do you like me?"
"Of course not!"
"Then help me say it."
"No!"
"Then you like me."
...
This conversation lasted for a minute, and Sean finally admitted defeat: "I don't like you. I'll say it then!!"
Sparkle contentedly patted his head: "Good boy."
Sean impatiently turned away: "Don't touch me!"
With a shrug, Sparkle continued practicing.
With a stern face and furrowed brows, Sean stared bitterly at the dazzling figure.
Strange, he clearly hated that silly woman, so why was he so angry when she said she wanted to leave?
It must be because she's so stupid, she couldn't win the championship. That must be it!
Hmph, stupid woman, her scheme has been seen through by him, hasn't it?
Thinking of this, he felt smug.
