Eileen continued to look him in the eye and replied, "Out of responsibility and guilt, I could do things like last night."
Luke gasped for air and stiffened all over. Like a timebomb, his rage threatened to break out at any second.
Like a sharp knife, her answer stabbed his heart.
He closed his eyes and said when he opened them again, "Then sleep. You and I. One-time thing. Since you value responsibility and guilt more than principles, come on!"
"This is where my principles lie. What you just said is my bottom line," she said."
Lying down and sleeping together is different from a one-time thing."
"In other words, if you sleep with me, you will no longer owe me anything. How about it?"
"No!" she rejected flatly without hesitation.
When Luke heard that, he suddenly burst into laughter that was dark, strongly ironic, and sad. "Keeping your chastity for him?"
Eileen was silent.
Silence was acquiescence. He got it.
Luke propped his big hand against the edge of the bed, fighting back a sharp pain rising from his abdomen. "Is there still hope for me? What does it take for you to forgive me?"
She remained silent.
Luke gazed at her, turned around, and showed her his side face. "Whatever it takes. As long as you tell me, I will do it. If a slap can vent your resentment, then do it!"
Eileen didn't move. "Why should I?"
"The scar was left when I tried to strangle you. Or you can stab me. Stab me in the chest..."
While speaking, he picked up the fruit knife from the table, passed it to her, and stared gloomily at her.
With the sharp tip of the knife against his wounded abdomen, he said, "Here. Stab me one more time and forget about my mistreatment. Let's start over. Come on, do i t..."
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