Do Not Stretch Your Hand Too Far

Marigold was astonished by the candidness of the query. Was he being so straightforward?

"Uh... no, not really. Haha! He's a relative, that's why I said so."

Choice's lips twitched into an incredulous smile.

Adjusting his spectacles, he gently pinched her wrist adorned with a watch before turning away.

"It's chilly at night. Don't wander around recklessly. Remember to cover yourself properly."

The soft sound of the door closing seemed to separate the world from another realm. Marigold immediately switched off the lamp, gasping for air in the darkness.

In any case, Choice's actions were overly forward. Although Marigold didn't entirely resist, it was evident that she couldn't accept him. How could she convey to him that his efforts were futile?