Dominic reached out his hand, lifted my chin, and turned my face around. “Don't you have anything to say? Or do you agree with what I've said?” I instantly denied it. “No means no! I'm not that ugly. I don't look that ugly even when I cry! Your drawing just doesn't do me justice.” He released my chin and looked into my eyes. “At that time, you were that ugly. Look at that crying face and how unkempt you were. I'm sure no one would pay attention to you except me.” His remark triggered me even further. I don't think any woman would react well to that! I could not help but do what I used to do when I was in love with him. I pinched his cheek. “How dare you call me ugly, Dominic Hartnell? At least I was popular and talented back in my school days! And why are you staying with me if I'm ugly? You must be madly in love with me.”He grabbed my hand and warned, “Hands off!” “No! You shouldn't call me ugly in the first place!” I pinched harder. Dominic's expression turned grim. “I was just telling the truth.” Upon hearing that, I squeezed his cheek even more tightly. “Why don't you leave me if I'm ugly? You must have loved me very much, huh?” Why does he keep saying things that offend a woman? Argh! Dominic gave me a sullen glare for some time but did not utter a word. The pin-drop silence in the room had caused the atmosphere to turn awkward. His stare eventually made me feel so uncomfortable that I gradually let him go. Why did I ask that question? What is wrong with me? “I... I want to go and get myself a drink.” How I wished I could dig a hole and bury myself to hide away from this awkward situation! However, Dominic refused to let go of my hand, and I was still sitting on his lap. “Dominic, I... I want a glass of water.” Instead of releasing me, he picked up the glass of milk I brought in just now and put it near my lips. Oh, shoot! I'm done for. I had no choice but to gulp down half a glass of the milk. I wasn't exactly a big fan of warm fresh milk. Drinking it made me feel a little uncomfortable. “I'm surprised you drank something that you don't normally touch. You must be thirsty, huh?” he sneered. Upon hearing that, I nearly spewed the milk out of my mouth. Before I could explain, he lowered his head and kissed me. All of a sudden, he called my name, “Liliana.” I unconsciously nodded and gave him a puzzled look, as I was still in a daze. “Do you know how much I loved you?” Dominic asked. I bit my lips and was at a loss for words. Had I not seen the passionate kiss he had with Camille, I would have answered yes without hesitation. Before that, I had believed Dominic was very much in love with me. The way he used to look at me, the words he had said to me, and the things he had done for me clearly showed how much he had loved me. Likewise, I had loved him very much too. I had loved him so much that I was willing to offer myself to him. Yet, seeing the man whom I thought was in love with me flirting with another woman was a slap in the face. Right now, I didn't know how to answer that question anymore. Or rather, I didn't have the courage to answer it. Since I didn't give him any response, he broke the silence by asking another question, “Have you loved me?” I was offended by the question. It was as if he was denying the feelings I had for him. I widened my eyes and felt the urge to cry. “Can't you tell? Are you a robot?” I was not sure why, but he seemed to be offended by the way I questioned him. He sneered, “You ended the relationship all because of that stupid comic. Thus, I seriously can't tell that you have loved me. Because if that's your way of interpreting the meaning of love, then I guess your love doesn't carry any weight.” Here we go again. He's playing the victim and pinning the blame on me instead. What's the point of doing so again and again? I shoved him aside and raised my voice. “So you're saying Camille's love means a world to you? Why do I have to take the blame for all the things that had gone wrong in our relationship? Do you expect me to laugh it off when I saw you hooking up with my best friend? You should be thankful that I ended the relationship without causing any drama! I didn't even find fault with anyone, even though you were the one who cheated on me. Yet, you still have the guts to blame me? How dare you?” Dominic seemed stunned. He froze right there and kept mum while staring at me for a long time. His reaction agitated me further. Since I had laid my cards on the table, I might as well say what I had in mind. Let's see what he has to say! I continued, “Don't you have anything to say? Feeling guilty now, huh? If you think I accused you of something you didn't do, call Camille over! Let's talk it out and see who the victim is!” I was the one who proposed the breakup, but I had done nothing wrong. I just wanted to step away from this relationship to protect the dignity that I had left. The more I spoke, the more sorry I felt for myself.I didn't know why he included all the good times we had shared in the comic, but it sure did bring back some good memories. Yet, the happiness was short-lived because it instantly reminded me of his betrayal. His betrayal was like a dagger that stabbed deep into my heart. Dominic still did not react to anything I said, and that made me feel stupid. The emotions I had suppressed for quite some time finally erupted. Tears started rolling down my cheeks as I bellowed, “You're a j*rk!”