Halley froze for a moment. The hairpin she <b>was </b>wearing had been a gift from her aunt.
Hattie smirked. “You can just wear a 3,500–dor Chanel hairpin like it’s nothing, but <b>it </b>would take Den forever to earn that kind of money. think you two are a good match?”
Halley put her hands on her hips. “What does it matter to you if we’re a good match? You <b>and </b>Den aren’t right for each other, anyway!”
Hattie fumed. “How dare you!”
At that moment, Den looked at Hattie and said, “I don’t want to see you again. Don’t make me say it a third time!”
Hattie felt both love and fear toward Den. As his cold, piercing gazended on her, she couldn’t help but shiver,
“I’ll just wait and see, Den. You and Hailey won’t end well” With that, Hattie turned and left, taking her group with her
Hailey sighed in relief. “Finally, she’s gone. Don’t let her fool you, Den. Don’t ever date her. She badmouthed you!”
Den nced at Hailey. “What did she say about me?”
Hailey didn’t want to hurt his pride<b>, </b>so she was vague. “She mentioned your family situation.”
Den wasn’t surprised. His background wasn’t a secret, and he couldn’t care less what people said about it.
He looked at Hailey’s beautiful eyes and asked, “Is that why you fought with her?”
Hailey nodded. “Yes!”
Suddenly, Den stepped closer. His <b>tall </b>figure loomed over her as he asked, “Do you have feelings for me
His question made Hailey’s heart <b>race</b>. She had never felt this way before. Her <b>heartbeat </b><b>went </b><b>out </b>of control, and her face <b>was </b>flushed with color.
With Ewan, everything had been calm and uneventful, but with Den, just being near hirm made her cheeks burn.
Do <b>you </b>
It was the first time she had ever felt this way about a man. She had really developed feelings for Den<b>. </b><b>She </b>had been drawn to him the night he had appeared before her in the rain..
Hailey looked at him. “L”
Den could already tell from the look in her eyes. He’d seen it from otherdies<b>, </b><b>including </b>Hattle, who had pursued him with that same gaze.
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He took another step forward. “Do you want me to be your boyfriend?”
Hailey nervously tugged at her sleeve. She was shy, but he wasn’t one to hide her feelings. When she liked <b>someone</b>, she would voice it out.
She looked up at him. “<b>So</b>… would you?”
<b>Would </b>he be her boyfriend? Den shook his head. “No.”
Hailey froze at once.
Den’s face remained <b>expressionless </b><b>as </b>he added, “Don’t <b>waste </b>your time on me. I don’t like you.” With <b>that</b>, he turned and walked away.
Hailey stood there, stunned. He didn’t like her? But then why did he ask?
As she watched his cold figure retreat, she stomped her foot in frustration. Why didn’t he like her?