Valentine Teller shook her head frantically, "I really didn't pretend to faint, I don't know why, I just suddenly fainted."
"Really?" Mark Reed looked at her intently, she wasn't lying, he was certain she was telling the truth.
She indeed had really fainted, and he had misunderstood her for so many years, missing out on her for so long.
Life is inherently short; he couldn't miss out on her anymore.
He loved her.
Mark Reed wrapped his arms around her, as if wanting to merge her into himself.
"Believe me, I didn't deceive you. I wanted to tell you, but you were in a hurry to go to the meeting, and I didn't want to affect your mood, so I planned to report to the police. I thought about it for a long time..."
"You should have told me."
Mark Reed lifted her chin, their eyes met, her wide eyes were filled with tears, making his heart ache, full of regret, he leaned down, his warm lips kissed her eyes, wiping away those bitter tears, from now on, he would never let her be sad again.
