Chapter 964: Chapter 964 Refusing Others_1
Roy Yarn cradled the coffee cup from the table in his hand; it was just the right temperature to sip, yet it felt ice-cold in his heart.
Perhaps it had been too long since he had spent time alone with Hannah like this, face-to-face. The most vivid memory he had was of her standing on stage, the center of everyone’s attention.
Now that she was really sitting in front of him, his heart started to feel tense, "About what just happened... I’m sorry."
Hannah took off her face mask, crossed her slender legs, and her posture relaxed significantly, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "It’s not your fault at all, so why apologize?"
Her eyes sparkled like the glittering waters of a lake.
Dazzling to the sight, chaotic to the heart.
Roy shifted his gaze away and lowered his head, his voice filled with regret, "If I had been able to firmly refuse her earlier, she wouldn’t have kept clinging to me."
He wasn’t used to refusing, and deep down he believed that refusal was something shameful.
It would cause trouble for others.
But he never considered himself.
Hannah added sugar to her cup, "Refusing someone probably isn’t as hard to accept as you imagine, is it?"
Roy was taken aback, then looked up to meet Hannah’s gaze. He blinked in panic, yet a smile edged on his lips. He nodded, "Yeah."
Hannah’s lips curled slightly, "Then remember this feeling, and in the future, learn to refuse all the things that make you uncomfortable, just like you did today."
In the story, the Yarn Family was prominent and wealthy, yet there were only two genuine heirs, and Roy had inherited his mother’s temperament as an artist.
He had absolutely no pursuit of money or power, let alone competition with others.
People like them, even if wronged, didn’t want others to feel the slightest bit unhappy.
Though the Yarn Family was no longer as glorious as it once was, it was still a family with some substance.
If things continued this way, even if Roy had no talent for business, he wouldn’t have had to face that kind of ending.
The elder Yarns were sentimental about the past; after working hard in the first half of their lives, all they wished for in their later years was to see their descendants live in peace and happiness. They thought bringing the family back together would lead to a perfect reunion.
But who knew...
Thinking of this, Hannah lifted her gaze to the person across from her, seeing his look of bemusement, as if he would always be that innocent and reserved.
Indeed, he was too easy to bully.
She stood up and poured a cup of warm water to place beside Roy.
Watching Hannah move closer suddenly, Roy became somewhat awkward and lowered his head to look at the table.
Compared to the refined makeup she wore on camera, the off-screen Hannah mostly wore light makeup, her face gently dusted, every frown and smile radiantly charming.
The wind chimes at the door collided, creating a pleasant sound.
Hannah looked at him, "Did you ask me to come out just to space out?"
Roy was startled, then he snapped back to reality, feeling a warmth spread across his face, the blush reaching all the way to his ears.
He had almost forgotten the real reasons.
"No... No, it’s not that," he shook his head, gradually reclaiming his voice.
The family etiquette lessons instructed that to show respect while listening to someone, one should look into their eyes.
But all these formalities seemed to become embarrassingly difficult in front of Hannah.
Still, he took a deep breath, steadied his emotions, "Hannah, what do you think... of Louis Snyder?"
He asked tentatively, his gaze carefully fixed on the space between Hannah’s eyebrows, daring not to look into her pure, bright eyes.
