A heartbroken Vinson continued to hold Arielle tightly. “Don't cry.
Please... I'm sorry.”
He didn't know how to comfort someone; those were the only words he could say.
Guilt washed over him knowing that she was crying because of him.
At this point, the man didn't want to carry on with the plan anymore.
He refused to do anything that would hurt Arielle.
“Don't cry” Vinson cooed. “It's all my fault. I shouldn't have brought that woman here. But don't worry, I'm going to catch that mole and kick that woman out right now.”
Hearing that, Arielle hurriedly wiped her tears and grabbed onto Vinson's collar. “Don't”
She ended up unbuttoning his sleepwear by accident, revealing his firm chest.
Arielle immediately looked away with a flushed face. “Sorry.”
“It's fine.” Chuckling, Vinson kissed her tears away. “Don't cry, okay? I really don't know what to do when you cry.”
“Okay. I'll stop.” Arielle sniffed. “I just feel so horrible and... jealous.”
That was the first time that she mentioned the word “jealous”.
Even she felt embarrassed to say it.
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