I had never seen the logo on it before, and it looked extraordinarily luxurious and totally inaccessible to a person at the bottom of the heap like me.
It was also the first time I realized that one cufflink was enough for me to work my whole life to get.
I turned to leave. I hadn't gotten far when I heard someone ask, “Mr. Davis, to be honest, that girl even sold the old house her mother left behind because of you. Are you really not impressed at all?”
Jonathan didn't say anything, the smoke at his fingertips flickering on and off as he frowned tightly, looking obviously annoyed.
After a while, he slowly exhaled a mouthful of white smoke and smiled carelessly, “It's just a game. Why do you take it seriously? The woman who will make me fall in love hasn't appeared yet in this world.”
Perhaps I had an aggravated allergy, and I was breathing even more rapidly, as if I was going to die from suffocation the next second.
“That was right. It's not your style to return to the fold. Mr. Davis, isn't that girl a particularly flirtatious one to keep you interested for so long? How about letting us try when you've broken up with her?”