Before she could sort this out, she heard William Wilson lower his voice and calmly ask:
"Am I not good?"
Laura Jones was clearly stunned by his question.
She... she actually heard a hint of vulnerability in William Wilson’s question.
"Do you think I’m not as good as the boyfriend you haven’t t yet?"
William Wilson’s question ca at her again, catching Laura Jones off guard.
She felt that maybe William Wilson’s joke was going a bit too far.
Suddenly, a strength ca from her arm, clearly stronger this ti, causing Laura Jones to frown in pain.
She looked up to see William Wilson’s eyes, which were now much sharper than before.
Although his lips were still curved in a smile, it made Laura Jones feel a bit scared.
"Laura, do you think I’m not good?"
He repeated the question in a hoarse voice.
For the first ti, Laura Jones saw William Wilson like this, and she was clearly frightened.
"I... I..."
In the next second, William Wilson let go of her arm, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and let out a low laugh.
When he lowered his hand, the cold sharpness in his dark eyes had returned to warmth and softness.
"Silly girl, I was just joking with you. Didn’t expect to scare you."
He reached out, gently patted Laura Jones on the head, and said:
"Go back inside; I won’t joke like this with you anymore."
At this point, he paused, pursing his thin lips tightly, "Earlier... I’m sorry."
In Laura Jones’s past interactions with William Wilson, he was always gentle, with a hint of mischievousness.
When he smiled, it made one’s heart flutter.
But at this mont, William Wilson still stood in front of her as usual, saying he was just joking earlier.
Yet hearing him apologize, Laura Jones felt an inexplicable twinge of pain in her heart.
Sigh~~
Things were becoming more and more off.
"It’s okay, I know you were joking with ."
William Wilson’s smile was faint, "Go inside, rest up early."
"Okay."
Laura Jones nodded, suppressing the odd feeling in her heart. She bit her lip, turned around, and walked toward the house.
After taking a few steps, she turned her head back, seeing William Wilson still standing there, thought for a mont, and then said:
"I have good news for you: the script team of ’Seeking the Marquis’ is letting join, so I can watch you all film it then."
William Wilson didn’t seem surprised by this, but he still put on a very pleased look, nodding with a smile.
"That’s wonderful."
"Mm, then I’ll go inside first, you should rest early too."
"Mm, I’ll head back in as well."
After watching Laura Jones go inside, the smile on William Wilson’s lips completely faded.
The dark light in his eyes deepened.
Earlier... he sowhat lost control.
The influence that the little girl had on him was even bigger than he had imagined.
Especially when he heard her talking about wanting to find a boyfriend in the future but did not consider him as a boyfriend, that out-of-control emotion almost burst.
At that mont, he truly wanted to force Laura Jones to answer him, if he was not as good as other n.
He saw the fear in her eyes.
The little girl was actually afraid of him.
The little girl he wanted to cherish with his life, who constantly called out her affection for him, calling him her husband, was afraid of him at that mont.
William Wilson raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after a long ti, he slowly put it down, his eyes already a burning red.
He took a deep breath, gradually calming his emotions.
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