The man was lost in thought, the dark circles under his eyes making him look haggard.
He reached out and took the cigarette from her mouth, "While you're here, there are some things you'll have to listen to me about."
Quite overbearing.
At this moment, Yvonne Young's emotions were in turmoil. She didn't know how to vent her frustration and wanted to shout out, "If I can't smoke, then you're not allowed to either."
As she spoke, she also grabbed Spencer Sullivan's cigarette, threw it to the ground, and crushed it with her toes.
Her voice was loud and echoed in the corridor.
Both Spencer Sullivan and Yvonne were momentarily stunned.
What was she doing?
Why would she still care about him?
Yvonne blinked, looked at Spencer Sullivan's expression, and said coldly, "Smoking in front of someone who wants to smoke but isn't allowed to. Don't you think that's selfish?"
She was explaining, meaning: your smoking has triggered my cravings.