"Not yet. But I know that if I don't want to marry you, it's definitely because I don't like you that I reject marrying you." Snow Collins's answer was still very honest.
Maggie Lauper's smile could no longer hang on her face; the color of her face changed again and again, and she couldn't say anything for a while.
Snow Collins finally looked at her directly: "Just like Bella Scott doesn't like me, I don't like you, it's the same thing. Even if you lock me up here for a lifetime, I won't have romantic feelings for you."
"I just invited you here as a guest, not to imprison you." Maggie Lauper still wanted to argue.
Snow Collins didn't say anything, but continued to focus on reading.
Maggie Lauper looked at the man close to her.
She had loved him for so long, and if it weren't for desperation, she wouldn't have taken this last step. She knew that by taking this step, she would lose the chance to even be friends with Snow Collins, but she still couldn't help herself.
