Gradually, all her resistance became futile with him...
About half an hour later, he emerged from the bathroom.
No longer wild and intense from earlier, he reverted to his usual calmness and indifference.
Taking his phone and car keys, he didn't look at her again, softly saying, "I'll wait for you downstairs."
She said nothing.
He left straight away.
In front of the hotel entrance, her slim figure appeared in his rearview mirror.
He honked the car horn lightly, and her gaze turned towards him.
Wearing sunglasses, he watched her approach hesitantly.
Finally, she stopped beside the car.
He lowered the car window, looking ahead, and spoke lightly and thinly, "Is being with me truly causing you such pain?"
As he said this, his mind was filled with images of her tearful and desperate pleas...
She looked at his handsome profile, swallowing the bitterness in her throat before decisively saying, "Yes."
