"You're angry."
Hasina put her hand gently on the man's shoulder. Her tone was gentle, but there was inexplicable coldness in her eyes.
"Are you angry that I failed to keep my loyalty you, or are you angry that he and I pretended to be together?"
As she spoke, she wanted to kiss the man.
The man remained unmoved, neither resisting nor responding.
Hasina was used to the man's indifference. From an angle that other people could not see, her fingers seemed to be stroking the back of Beau's neck. She scratched him gently from time to time.
However, the man's eyes darkened instantly.
This was his sensitive spot, and only those who were very intimate to him knew about it.
"Do you really care so much about me? For you, I'm just a piece of chess... Mm."
Before she could finish her sentence, the man couldn't help but kissed her.
It was a long kiss, hiding the man's anger and impulse.