"I…"
Feney's mouth was half-open, her lips trembling slightly with nervousness.
The young woman's face was filled with shyness, but also a hint of surprise and relief.
All this time, she had never dared to voice the thoughts in her heart.
She was always worried—worried that Mr. Lin Mo wouldn't like her, worried that Miss Ali would be unhappy. She couldn't help but think about what would happen if she were rejected…
Every time she thought about it, the heart-wrenching feeling made her even more timid, even more afraid to express her feelings.
And so, the feelings hidden in the depths of her heart continued to build, growing stronger and more repressed.
But now, although the timing was very sudden, Mr. Lin Mo had unexpectedly said those words, just like a scene she had once dreamt of…
Her accumulated emotions finally burst forth, overcoming her naturally shy personality.
"I… I like Mr. Lin Mo, too!"
