Chapter 1333 Dior would not even bat an eye at Harry if he was all over her.
The tight-lipped Dior gnawed on her bottom lip, at a loss for words and not knowing what to say. With nothing else to say, she muttered, "Have a good rest, then." "Okay."
He hung up on her instantaneously.
Dior, meanwhile, looked at his number despondently. A moment later, she recollected herself and felt that things must not continue the same way they did. He was already apathetic to her, and if she played the same card, no sparks would fly between them.
She had to persist. She did not have to hold back when it came to a handsome man!
Dior increased the brightness of her phone and texted, [Harry, have you thought of getting married?]
Harry, who was contemplating on the balcony, saw her text and frowned.
His dull eyes were matted with a maelstrom of emotions and thoughts.
He did think of marriage before; it was once the most important matter in his life.
Alas, his heart became void after Sonia cheated on him, and he was no longer interested in love.
All he thought of was making money at that point.
Perhaps, when he was at the right age, he could find a woman who loved him but not the one he loved. Perhaps he might be in a marriage where both of them did not love one another yet spend the rest of their lives together still.
Harry looked at Dior's text. He knew what she meant...
He had warned himself that he should not contact her, but whenever he tried to ignore her, he then recalled how Sonia broke up with him and sat in the luxury car.
The visibly emotional Harry then typed on the screen: [So what if I do? So what if I don't?]
Dior did not expect him to reply at all, but there it was-her notification went off.
She had received a text.
She excitedly opened the text, and she was all smiles when she realized it was from Harry.
When she read what he wrote, she became suspicious.
What did he mean? Did he want to, or did he not?
Dior thought of his personality and, with pursed lips, typed, [Can you consider me? I can give you the life you want, and youâll never have to suffer.]
She reread her text repeatedly before she mustered enough courage to send it.
She was confessing her love to him!
Although she had done a lot for him, she never truly confessed her love.
She refused to continue this game she disliked!
Everything would be perfect if he said yes. Otherwise, she would wait until he said yes to her! Even if he would use her to trigger his ex-girlfriend, even if it was not true love, she was willing to.
All she wanted was to have him, the handsome man that he was.
However, she had no replies even after the text was long delivered.
Dior was confused.
If he did not like her, that her liking him would only burden him and want her to stop looking for him, what other options did she have for that? i Dior thought of that and felt ill.
She held onto her phone and typed again, [Iâm joking. Don't take it seriously. I Out of the blue, before she even finished the text, Harry replied...
[I don't want a relationship for now.]
Dior looked at the text and went blank.
That was what he was thinking of.
Dior thought she had frightened him. His reply did not deter her, though. He was not ready to date yet, but that did not stop her from liking him.
Did that mean he also liked her, but because Sonia broke his heart, all he wanted was to earn a living for himself, wanting to get rich and make a name for himself?
That was it!
Oh, how his character made her fall head over heels!
Dior deleted the text she initially wrote and instead replied, [Okay. Iâll wait for you no matter how long it takes. Even if you only want to use me to agitate Sonia, Iâm still willing to play the part.]