Dorothy's heart skipped a beat after she finished speaking. She averted his gaze swiftly and silently waited for Credence's reply. She had mixed feelings of anticipation, apprehension, and bitterness.
After that, she waited for a long time, but Credence still did not give her a reply.
What Credence gave her was a long silence and indifference.
Dorothy's eyes were brimming red, and she could not help but mock herself for being sentimental again.
He did not even want to give her a perfunctory reply. If so, how could she have the courage to go back to experience the miserable life again?
In the end, there was still a hint of dissatisfaction in her heart.
Taking a deep breath, Dorothy asked him again in a sad and cold voice, "Credence, have you ever loved me?"
"Do I love her?" he thought.
Credence was also secretly asking the same question in his heart.