"I did come here today with sincerity to ask for your hand in marriage. Those documents were just a means to test your father. Didn't you see? In the end, he still gave you up, even though you're his rightful daughter, all for that illegitimate brother of yours, didn't he?"
"Get down from your high horse! My dad... he, he hasn't promised you anything yet! What's more, I'll never marry you, so quit your wishful thinking!"
Reaching out a hand to keep the distance between them, she stiffened her neck and stopped him from getting any closer to her. The two of them were barely inches apart, and the man's body was pulsating with pheromones and the pleasant scent of mint, which somehow affected her breathing. He was still the first man she had slept with after all. Although things were not perfect that night, women tended to have mixed feelings toward their first.