Nina Donovan just felt exhausted.
If she had known this scumbag would end up groveling to get her back, she wouldn't have cut ties with him if it killed her.
Even if it was exhausting, she refused to be the one groveling; she had just wanted to kick him to the curb.
Now, not long after she'd kicked him away, he had become even clingier.
"Nina, I don't need you to say yes to me right away, but I hope you can give me some time. I have something to say to you," Leon Grant pleaded, his voice humble.
Misty, observing from the shadows, piped up. 'Host, are you satisfied now...? You've really pushed the second male lead into the "groveling ex" trope.'
Nina Donovan: "..."
Misty: 'Hurry and go with the second male lead! The main guy's stare could kill right now, WAHHH! What the hell is this plot? Are we even in the same book anymore?'
Nina Donovan: "..."
'She'd never read this trashy novel.'
But Nina Donovan decided to listen to Misty anyway.
