Denis did not continue his words. There no way he could be honest with her, he was sure she would not believe he said, "Me and Rosalinda have a complicated relationship ..."
Ivy was waiting with a pounding heartbeat, but he didn't give a detailed explanation. Maybe it's a personal thing. She could not persuade him because she was nothing to him, "Is that so? Hope you two make up quickly, Mr Denis."
Denis didn't answer that, he smiled bitterly again, then muttered, "I'm trying."
Ivy exhaled her breath, and when her consciousness regained control. She bowed respectfully, "I'm sorry, Mr Denis."
"Eh?" Denis was surprised. Why she's sorry for? He's the one who should have said it because it made her sad, "What are you talking about? You're not wrong."
Ivy shook her head, "No. It's my fault. Mr Denis said nicely, but I shouted back."
"It's okay," Denis replied casually, "my question might be too personal for you. So I'm sorry."