Chapter 39 Pretending to Be Weak
Clara Bennett thought for a moment and said, "True, but I have nothing to do with Samuel Grant now, nor do I want to deal with him anymore. Besides, what he said doesn’t hurt me, and once we’re married, nobody will gossip behind our backs anymore."
Her tone was flat, as if this matter had become insignificant to her.
William Foster paused slightly, a trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes. "Darling, you really don’t mind telling everyone that you interacted with Samuel Grant because you liked me?"
His voice was deep and carried an imperceptible tension, fearing an answer he wouldn’t want to accept.
Clara Bennett countered, "Why should I mind?"
Her tone exuded a sense of openness and ease, completely unbothered by this seemingly embarrassing question.
William Foster gently asked, "Won’t doing that make you feel embarrassed?"
His words were cautious, afraid to hurt her dignity even slightly.
Clara Bennett became somewhat impatient, "Don’t always talk like that. Didn’t I say already, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with you."
She almost seemed to be defending herself, her tone slightly agitated, appearing very sincere, wanting to avoid any misunderstanding.
William Foster was warmed by her words, "My darling, you really are a good person. In that case, I ought to do something to repay your kindness. Like getting someone to teach Samuel Grant a lesson so he won’t dare spouting nonsense again."
When he finished saying this, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, evidently resolute in his decision.