Feng Mountain grew even more interested. He quickly pushed a beer in front of Frank and said with a mischievous grin,
"Come on, tell us. Let us get a laugh out of it... no, I mean, so we can feel your pain."
Frank gave him a huge eye-roll, speechless at Feng Mountain's comment, but still picked up the beer and took a large swig.
After setting down his glass, his expression grew somber. A reminiscent glimmer seemed to shine in his eyes as he began to speak slowly.
"She was a beautiful older woman, my first... life teacher, you could say. She was as gentle as water and passionate as fire. I was completely smitten, unable to pull myself away."
As he spoke, an enraptured expression spread across Frank's face, as if he were reliving his time with Natalia.
"When you say 'pull myself away,' are we talking physically or emotionally?" Feng Mountain interjected with a cheeky smirk, deliberately twisting Frank's words.
