"It doesn't mean much." Abraham Redington's deep blue eyes glanced at her, his voice light, "Just telling others, you are mine."
"You..." Molly Wellington didn't expect Abraham Redington to be so shameless.
Not only was there not the slightest bit of guilt, but he also brazenly held her hand, refusing to let go.
Molly Wellington's almond-shaped eyes showed a hint of anger, "You... you said we wouldn't go public! Doing this, you're breaking your word, and I can terminate our relationship anytime."
"You remembered wrong, I only promised not to tell others about our relationship." Abraham Redington's ocean-deep eyes fixed on her face, watching the woman leaning against the corner of the elevator, his gaze growing deeper.
"Now, it doesn't count as breaking a promise... Molly, I haven't 'told' others about our relationship, so it doesn't violate our agreement."
Abraham intentionally emphasized the word 'told,' clearly exploiting a loophole in the language.
