Durrell Landon's breath caught, his voice was low and hoarse: "Do you regret it?"
Quiana Sutton: "???"
For the first time, she felt she couldn't follow Durrell Landon's train of thought. She climbed out of bed, looking at him with confusion: "Regret what?"
"Regret coming back with me to the Capital City, not staying at Sutton Estate as CEO, regret what happened between us today."
Quiana Sutton: "???"
Why did she give off such an impression?
She initially wanted to get angry, but perhaps Durrell Landon's expression was too poignant, making her suppress it.
Maybe this is the difference between love and indifference. When not in love, his expression seems irrelevant; when in love, seeing him sad makes her want to soothe him.
After a pause, she spoke softly:
"No, I don't regret it. But if you keep saying that, I might really start to regret it."
Durrell Landon sat beside her, gently brushed her chin, his gaze dim:
