Clara Bennett thought for a moment and said, "True, but I have nothing to do with Samuel Grant now, nor do I want to deal with him anymore. Besides, what he said doesn't hurt me, and once we're married, nobody will gossip behind our backs anymore."
Her tone was flat, as if this matter had become insignificant to her.
William Foster paused slightly, a trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes. "Darling, you really don't mind telling everyone that you interacted with Samuel Grant because you liked me?"
His voice was deep and carried an imperceptible tension, fearing an answer he wouldn't want to accept.
Clara Bennett countered, "Why should I mind?"
Her tone exuded a sense of openness and ease, completely unbothered by this seemingly embarrassing question.
William Foster gently asked, "Won't doing that make you feel embarrassed?"
His words were cautious, afraid to hurt her dignity even slightly.
