"About what? Can't we talk now?" Avery asked. Her conscience was clear.

Their misunderstanding had been resolved and all he wanted to talk about was to ask her for another chance.

She politely refused the last time, but she still could not bring herself to agree at the present.

It was not so much that she hated him, but more so that she did not feel as though she had calmed down sufficiently.

Moreover, the current relationship between the two of them—where they respected each other and were neither too cordial nor too distant—was actually pretty good.

"If we talk now, we won't be able to reach a conclusion." He could already guess what she was thinking just by looking at her expression.

"Do you think you'll be able to get to a conclusion after you come back from a business trip?" Avery found it incredulous. "How long is your business trip?"

"A week."

"Oh, then we'll talk about it in a week!" She lowered her eyes and glanced at his hand holding her arm. "You didn't wash your han