Deep down, Eric wasn't just upset about this incident. His real frustration stemmed from overhearing her earlier on the terrace, claiming she no longer loved him.
He returned to his seat, continuing to slice the bread.
Observing him, Hadley grew more anxious. "Please, I don't want any more. Stop cutting it."
Eric stopped cutting for a moment, and then looked up at her with intense eyes.
"Hadley," he said calmly, though his intense gaze added pressure. "No one declines what I offer. You're aware of that, right?"
In other words, she had no choice.
A shiver ran down Hadley's spine. This was typical of Eric.
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