She just kept crying, and continuously whispering that she liked him.
Every declaration of love from her stirred a subtle feeling of restlessness in Brandan's heart.
He couldn't understand why Iris Harris liked him so much.
Ever since returning from the United States nine years ago, Iris had been trailing behind him. No matter how many times he rejected her, she stubbornly followed him, persistently telling him that she loved him.
Clearly a cold person, yet only towards him did she show such unusual passion.
Is there such a thing as love without reason in this world?
Brandan didn't believe that he had anything in him that would make a woman like Iris give him her heart and soul. Over the years, he hadn't even given her a kind look.
He wants to ask her what it was about him that was worthy of her love, worthy of her making such sacrifices, worthy of her wanting to marry him unconditionally.
Maybe it was this very doubt that prevented him from ever warming up to Iris...
