"Don't have any thoughts about me, my attitude has already made it clear."
Holly Sawyer spoke directly, without any hint of tact.
Not liking someone just means not liking them.
"I just wanted to celebrate your birthday."
Henry Hughes remained silent for a long time before he slowly spoke.
He had long known the outcome; Holly's attitude was clear, but hearing it again still made him feel uncomfortable.
It's indeed a rather sad thing when the person you like doesn't like you back.
"I'll leave after eating."
Holly glanced at the table full of dishes, casting a detached look at Henry Hughes, her voice cold and indifferent.
"Okay."
Henry Hughes looked deeply at Holly Sawyer, seeming to have many things to say but ultimately said nothing.
If he did speak, Holly wouldn't listen, so it was better not to say anything at all.
"For you."
Holly didn't eat much; her appetite was poor. As she finished, Henry Hughes took out a jewelry box and pushed it in front of Holly.
