Chapter 170 - Do you hate me?

Rosaline leaned against the door of her studio apartment as William looked around.

Her studio apartment, as its name suggested, was small. It had a bed on the alleviated platform that used glass panes to separate it from other spaces, one couch that could get doubled as a bed, a sofa, two small tables, two chairs, a small kitchen with a small island, and a small bathroom.

She had fitted wall cupboards in every available space. She had turned the wall beside her bed into a bookshelf.

Rosaline leaned against the wall and kept looking at him.

William suppressed his emotions and asked.

“Are you going to keep standing there?”

“Do you hate me?”

Rosaline asked the question that had been bothering her all these years.

William was stunned.

‘Hate her? I can’t even love her enough.’

He laughed self-deprecatingly and asked rhetorically.

“What if I do? What if I don’t?”

“If you don’t, then let me thank you. If you do, then let me make it up to you. Give me a chance.”

“Why should I?”

“I probably