Tony visibly hesitated. "You don't like it?"
"Yes!"
"That's fine. I have other colors prepared. Would you like to come and choose?"
There was no sign of embarrassment or disappointment on Tony's face. Instead, he asked again.
What the hell is he thinking? Diana felt the urge to get a piece of his mind.
Does this guy have a problem with his head?! Can't he see that she wants to distance herself from him?
"No need. I'm going to sleep. Don't bother me anymore."
Diana glanced at him with a touch of sadness, then turned around and walked into her own room.
Exhausted, she collapsed on the sofa and let out a sigh.
"You're right. It's my fault..."
Jackson glanced at her with confusion.
"Blame it on my irresistible charm."
Jackson:...
Judging by the situation, it seemed that this Tony
