"I've told you not to say things like that. Why don't you listen?"
Mr. William Foster, who has always been domineering, was startled by this sudden reprimand, but instead, a sweet feeling surged in his heart.
This girl's words surprised him and made him feel warm.
He reached out again, and the warm sunlight just happened to fall upon the back of his hand, adding a touch of warmth to the moment.
Although he hasn't met Clara Bennett many times, he firmly believes that as long as he reaches out, she will definitely accept him.
Sure enough, Clara Bennett reached out and held his hand, and William Foster held her hand tightly with his other hand, his tone becoming much softer.
"I'm not belittling myself; I'm just worried that this might affect you, and people will talk about you a lot."
