Chapter 45 You are in love
- Willaim asks, his brow arched. "What kind of girl are you falling in love with?" Willaim inquired, laughing.
- "Are you making fun of my future wife?" I asked, coldly, before dragging Willaim's shirt.
- "Please accept my apologies. Please don't ruin my shirt, which is both expensive and valuable." He begged, which irritated me even more.