"Huh?" Lucy blinked; she didn't understand what Edward was talking about. She was a little unsure of his mind for a while, so she had to say conservatively:
"I'm sure John will understand my heart one day. Until then, I don't want to give up."
Edward stared at her silently for a moment, pulling the corners of his mouth: "You're right; no one can judge the love between you and John. "
That's someone else's love; what does it have to do with me? Edward said to himself in his heart.
But looking at Lucy's little face with a hint of pale in the light, Edward was inexplicably unpleasant.
Why should he be unpleasant? Probably, he was angry at John. Edward convinced himself in this way. He thrust one hand into his trouser pocket and said to Lucy： "Let's go, I'll take you home."
"Oh."
Edward
