"For several days now, I've been trying to reach you, but you've blocked me."
Having known each other for so many years, it was always him who got annoyed and blocked me.
Now, out of the blue, I've unilaterally cut off contact.
The man felt both a sense of peace and an inexplicable irritation.
Looking down at my phone, I didn't notice his change in mood, and just replied to him nonchalantly:
"It's fine, I just visited your grandma at the old house a few days ago."
The implication being that even if I didn't marry him, my relationship with his grandma was still good.
Hearing this, Garrison spoke with rare gentleness:
"Celestine, as long as you don't cause any more trouble, I'll love you like my own sister, just like before."
A flicker of disgust passed through my eyes as I replied flatly:
"Mr. Montgomery, you're eight years older than me. We can't be siblings."
Garrison fell silent.
It wasn't until he saw my smile growing deeper that he couldn't help but ask: