After a moment of silence, Killian scoffed coldly.
"Sheila, what do you mean by asking that? Are you reminding me not to fall for you?"
Of course she knew that someone as clear-headed and rational as Killian could never fall for her.
On the contrary, she was afraid of getting caught up in ambiguous feelings and wanted to keep herself more clear-headed.
"Mr. Ford, of course I know you couldn't possibly fall for me. But I hope you can occasionally control your possessiveness."
Sheila spoke with the gentlest and most respectful tone, saying the coldest words.
"We're in a marriage of convenience, each getting what we need, a transaction. I haven't sold you my soul, so I should have the right to arrange my own affairs without affecting both of us."
In the darkness, Killian's face paled,
