He got up and moved to sit beside me, speaking carefully. “Eliza, do you have some terminal illness? Don’t be scared; I’ll take you to the hospital right now. Don’t worry, I can arrange for top doctors to treat you. I’ll be with you every step of the way…”
I swatted his head away. Are you cursing me?
“Julian, I’m not sick! I just have a cold! I want to resign and move because I want to distance myself from you. Do you understand?
“I told you before, don’t be too nice to me; I’ll get the wrong idea. I might think you like me.
“Yes, I liked you before, but no matter how much I like someone, I won’t become a mistress. Since you have a girlfriend, stop messing with me!”
“What are you talking about? What girlfriend? I don’t have a girlfriend! Eliza, what’s going on in that little head of yours? I was afraid of scaring you, so I didn’t want to overdo it, and you actually suspected I have a girlfriend? If I had one, it would be you!”
Julian’s brow furrowed, his expression a mix of seriousness and helplessness. He sighed, covering his eyes.
Maybe he was just too good at acting; I couldn’t see any signs of deceit in him.