He spoke casually, his face still bearing a faint smile, discussing something unimportant as if the sky was clear and the breeze was light.
Jackson Sully's gaze remained fixed on him, and every word that left his attractive lips turned into sharply poisoned daggers, deeply stabbing into her heart, causing her eyes to involuntarily moisten slightly.
Hadn't she known all along?
Why, when she heard these words from his mouth, could she still not help but feel heartbroken?
Hadn't she already decided to stop loving him forever? Why, at this moment, could she not help wanting to scream, wanting to roar, wanting to slap him across the face, and make him thoroughly leave her life?
Jackson Sully's eyes held a layer of water mist, but underneath that mist, her eyes had turned colder.
At this moment, she finally understood.
It turned out that loving someone was beyond one's control, and not loving someone was insincere.
