She knew her next words would only be humiliating herself. But she still turned, a scornful smile on her face as she said, "Then I want you to fall in love with me, just like you love that other woman."
"Tristan Grayson, if I'm the one asking, can you do it?" 'Didn't he say he'd give me whatever I wanted?'
'Fine. What she wanted now was Tristan Grayson's heart.'
'If he could just give her that, she could let everything else go, stop keeping score.'
"..." Tristan Grayson's expression stiffened slightly, growing incredibly complex.
'Love her the same way he loved that woman?'
"You can't do it? Heh, Tristan Grayson, if you can do that, I'll stay." By now, her heart had ached to the point of numbness. Aside from a burning hatred, she felt nothing else.
Hearing this, Tristan Grayson's chest tightened. He said coldly, "Alright. I agree."
At his words, Mika Summers froze for a moment, then let out a scornful laugh.
