Chapter 116 A Call From The Rival

• The face of the young woman under him was bright red, but somehow, she plucked up the courage to crane her neck for a kiss on his cheek.
• “Jensen, I like you.” Rachelle fixed her burning gaze on him. “Unless you tell me yourself that someone else has a place in your heart and that you hate me, that you'll never love me, and tell me to give up, I'll leave right away. I'll never appear in your line of sight anymore. As long as you tell me all those yourself!”
• That was how stubborn Rachelle was.