Chapter 669

The cold outside and Blair inside formed a stark contrast. Everyone was chatting and laughing, enjoying a leisurely time. Elizabeth took a sip of coffee, feeling all her day’s fatigue melt away. The atmosphere was very comfortable.

She thought, Only Ivan can come here with me. If it were Alexander… forget it; he wouldn’t come to such a crowded restaurant with me. He would only say, “What’s so good about the food in that kind of place?”

Elizabeth looked seriously at Ivan again. “Do you think in a relationship, love or not love really matters? Isn’t getting along more important? But isn’t the premise of love that both are willing to change for each other to get along?”

Elizabeth lowered her head and sighed inwardly. How should she tell Ivan not to waste his time on her? Ivan was great, and she didn’t want to hurt him. She also didn’t want to give him hope, only to let him down. She didn’t want to see another version of herself.

“Is this not tasty? Why does it look hard to swallow?” Ivan served Elizabeth some food. Elizabeth immediately shook her head. “No.” Ivan smiled and said nothing. Elizabeth glanced at him again, then lowered her head and continued eating.

Sensing her sudden drop in mood, Ivan could guess what she wanted to say to him. “Are you thinking of rejecting me again? Telling me not to like you?” he asked lazily while eating.

Elizabeth looked up. She knew that he was smart; who wouldn’t understand her thoughts? “What do you think?” Elizabeth asked him.

He said, “I’ll do my best. If I can win you over, then we’ll be together; if I can’t, then I wish you happiness.” His words were light, and his tone was relaxed. But in his eyes, Elizabeth saw complete seriousness.

“Ivan, we can be friends. I think we get along well,” Elizabeth said honestly. They could eat, drink, and see the world together. But no romantic involvement. What Ivan wanted, Elizabeth couldn’t give.

“I just want to date you and become lovers,” he directly told her.

“I can’t fulfill your needs,” Elizabeth replied even more seriously.

“Then I’ll wait,” he smiled. Hearing her response didn’t disappoint him at all; instead, it made him more determined to like her. He wanted to pursue her because he liked how straightforward Elizabeth was, which didn’t give him false hope or play with his feelings.

“Elizabeth, no one can dictate feelings. You have to leave it to the heart. So, don’t be in a hurry to reject me with words. What if your heart falls for me?” Ivan’s tone was light. This wasn’t confidence, but logic. Elizabeth had rejected him too quickly. It wasn’t dislike, but an equal resistance, pushing away everyone who approached her. Alexander had hurt her, forcing her to hide herself.

Elizabeth looked at Ivan, her grip on the utensils tightening. She wondered, Can it be possible?