Seeing me bound there, he looked at me coldly and said, "Yes, I'm out of my mind. Because if you leave, who's going to fulfill Kate's wish? Her last wish is to win gold at the Pottery Excellence Awards this year, but she can't handle the intense work anymore. Only you can help her, Julie."
When he finally revealed this, I didn't even feel sad.
I just looked at him, my voice steady. "Why are you pushing her dream onto me? Your choice to do anything for her is your business. I owe you nothing, and I owe her even less."
After I finished speaking, I saw his brows furrow again but deeper. "Didn't you say you'd do anything for me?" he asked, looking desperate. "Now, just think of it as me begging you. Please, will you?"
For the first time, I saw him actually lowering himself to beg.
But I still responded coldly, "No."
My refusal only angered him more. After all, he was a man who was used to getting everything his way.
He grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look him in the eye. "Why? Why are you treating me like this? It's just a small favor. Don't you have any sympathy?"
I shoved his hands off me and climbed out of the car.