"That's not necessary, as long as you're not mad at me anymore."
"Mad?" Evan Saint chuckled lightly, "Not anymore."
"Really?" Sparkle stared intently at his expression. For some reason, even though she got the answer she wanted, she didn't feel happy at all.
"I will never be mad at you again."
"That's great..."
"Because, you're not worth it."
Sparkle: ...
Why did he feel even angrier?
Withdrawing his hand, Evan Saint turned to leave.
Sparkle was shocked and instinctively hugged his waist.
"Let go!"
"No."
"Sparkle, let go!"
"No, no, I won't." Sparkle stubbornly shook her head.
"I've done as you wished, what else are you dissatisfied with?" Evan Saint asked sarcastically, his eyes filled with indifference, as if she were just a trivial passerby.
"I just wanted to apologize and make you happy, not to make you angry." Sparkle was a bit frustrated.
She really just purely wanted to make Evan Saint happy, why did it make him even angrier?
