Almost Too Innocent!

The woman stared at him.

Her entire soul was crumbling.

A… nice evening.

A NICE EVENING.

'Oh. My. God.'

What the hell was wrong with her?!

She had been so sure he was about to ask for her body—so sure he was about to say something filthy and degrading.

But no.

He was just a kind-hearted, considerate young man trying to do something sweet for his mother.

And she—she, a mother herself—had assumed the worst of him.

What kind of monster am I?!

Her entire worldview was collapsing right before her eyes.

Tears almost pricked at the corners of her eyes.

"Young man…"

She whispered, her voice almost breaking.

"…Huh?"

Artis blinked.

"That is so beautiful."

'What?'

Artis barely held back a smirk.

'Oh, this is too easy.'

She had completely fallen for it.