Annabelle felt uncomfortable and frowned. "Leona, don't be like this."
They had just had a fight. She hoped that after their arguments, they could have a proper discussion instead of ending things this way every time.
"Fine."
As Leona spoke, he shifted his head and rested it directly on her chest. His hands were still holding her waist tightly. He said impatiently, "How about now? Is this okay?"
Annabelle was speechless. She placed a hand on his forehead to check his temperature, then said softly, "Leona, I think we still have problems between us. This isn't good. I think we should take a few days to cool down and really think about what to do next. I don't want us to always be fighting, always doubting, always mistrusting each other."
Leona lifted his head to look at her and said pitifully, "I was really wrong."
