Elizabeth pushed Cross’ shoulders before she started walking far away from him. He called her name and immediately grabbed her wrist. She refused to look at his entire face and just focused on his suit.
“Elizabeth,” he mumbled and tried to chase her gaze, “what are you saying when you are breaking up with me?”
She smirked and glared at him when she lifted her eyes. “Do I have to disseminate every factor that made me break up with you?”
“Yes, because I don’t understand.”
“How thick is your face to be dumb and at the same time numb?” she explained emphatically while her face trembled in rage and disappointment. “You ignored me for days! You were with a woman I didn’t even know yesterday! And what? Do you love her? If you love her, what about me, Cross? What about me?!”
Cross’ expression
