Before Janet could look away, a pair of big hands held her face and forcibly shifted her gaze away.
Janet was slightly stunned. Looking at the smiling face in front of her, she didn't come back to her senses for a moment.
"Jill, when you are with me, you can only look at me."
The corners of Nigel's lips curved up, and his beautiful eyes carried affection when he looked at Janet.
"Nigel..."
Janet came back to her senses and called Nigel's name softly. This kind of overly intimate contact still made Janet feel a little strange.
"Sh..." Nigel put his index finger in front of his lips, indicating for Janet not to speak first.
Nigel let go of Janet's face, leaned over slightly, and whispered in her ear, "Jill ... I won't give up."
Janet was confused and wondered, give up on what?