I felt my face suddenly turning hot when I realized what I just said to Lancelot. Why do I feel like I suddenly proposed to him?
Shit!
I slowly turned my head away from him to hide my embarrassment. “Well, not that you really need to give up everything,” I said. “I mean, giving up everything feels like you also give up your happiness.”
Anox is his dream. He worked his ass off just to get everything he had right now because it made him happy.
So, who am I to tell him to give up all of that?
I sighed.
Why am I so worked up on this issue?
I looked at him again. “That is not the point here,” I said. “When I was sorting out my feelings for you, I never even thought about your surname or your money. I didn’t even think things like, ‘Oh, I like him because he is the CEO of Anox.’ or someth
