"You like me?" Elsie smiled playfully. "Don't you dislike a divorced woman?"
"I've never disliked you." Cristopher clarified. "I was just angry. Why wasn't I the first one you met? Why did you have to suffer such harm? Fortunately, I still have a chance. Elsie, I really like you! Please be my girlfriend! With me, you don't have to suffer anymore. No matter what happens, I will respect you and won't force you—"
A sneer cut off his voice and the room quietened down, then a voice sounded. "Mr. Reynolds, what an entertaining show you're putting on."
Both Cristopher and Elsie turned and saw Charlie, who was dressed in a navy blue suit without a tie, standing at the entrance of the restaurant with his arms folded before his chest. His grudge against Cristopher was barely controllable.
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