Chapter 701 Diana's Test
The moment the question was asked, the room fell into an eerie silence.
Caspian racked his brain but couldn't come up with a plausible excuse.
"Is it really that hard to admit you like me?" Diana asked him again, deliberately misinterpreting his thoughts. "Or is it that liking me makes you feel embarrassed?"
"Yes," Caspian blurted out.
Diana said, "Tell me, what's so embarrassing about it?"
"Everything," Caspian couldn't find an excuse, so he just went along with her words, his cold face clearly showing that he would never admit his feelings.
"I haven't broken any laws," Diana analyzed with him. "I don't post nonsense online, and I think I'm doing okay. I really can't find anything embarrassing about me."
Caspian didn't want to continue the conversation. He stood up and said to Charles, "Charles, I'm heading back."
"Stop right there." Diana blocked him, clearly wanting to talk things through. "You're not leaving until we finish this conversation."
Caspian didn't even look at her and walked past her.
Diana didn't chase after him. She said to his back, "If you walk out that door today, you'll have to marry me tomorrow."
Caspian paused.
Diana took the opportunity to walk over and stand face to face with him.
The distance between them was just a step, close enough to see the tiny hairs on each other's faces.
"You've never been good at expressing your thoughts," Diana spoke to Caspian word by word, trying to use a lighter tone. "Even the first time we met and you gave me a gift, you would rather let me think you were ignoring me than tell me you were preparing a gift for me."
"I understood you because we were just kids at that time," Diana emphasized. "Now I still understand you because that's your personality, but you have to tell me why you don't want to admit you like me."
Her sincere words stirred Caspian's heart. For a moment, he wanted to tell her he liked her.
But Caspian knew himself too well. Once he said it, he couldn't take it back. Rather than hurt her in the future, he chose to restrain himself now.
"You're overthinking it." Caspian's distinct fingers tightened slightly, leaving red marks on his palm. "It's not that I don't want to admit it; I really don't like you."
"Why are you so stubborn?" Diana sighed.
"The phone wallpaper and the wooden doll, I did those on purpose." Caspian's heart ached with a dense pain. "I wanted Charles to pass the message to you, making you mistakenly think I liked you."
Caspian's eyes remained unchanged as he continued, "As for what I said the night you pretended to be drunk, I said that on purpose too."
"And the reason?" Diana followed his words.
Caspian's expression remained the same. "To reinforce the image in your mind that I like you."
"Well, you've succeeded." Diana wanted to see what else he could say. "What's the next step?"
"There is no next step. I did all this just to see how hard it is to pursue Ms. Reynolds, who is pursued by many," Caspian's words were emotionless, his eyes devoid of warmth. "It turns out, as long as you use the right method, it's quite easy."
Diana glanced at Charles, giving him a look. 'Is Caspian out of his mind?'
Charles's eyes deepened. 'Not sure.'
"So, now that you know I like you, you think I'm not interesting anymore?" Diana asked tentatively.
Caspian answered, "Yes."
"I understand." Diana stepped aside. "You can go back."
Hearing her words, Caspian didn't feel good, but considering his extreme emotions, he left without looking back.
Watching Caspian leave in his car, Diana sat next to Charles and asked, "Do you think there's something wrong with Caspian's mind?"
"Yes," Charles agreed.
"If I remember correctly, ever since you intervened in their family matters because of me, Caspian's father hasn't hit him again," Diana recalled. "Right?"
Charles thought for a moment. "Pretty much."
"Then how did he become like this?" Diana fell into deep thought.
Diana didn't understand why Caspian's father, Bodhi, would drag him outside and hit him in front of many people. Later, she asked Charles and found out that Bodhi did it to strip Caspian of his dignity, so he would never dare to disobey him again.
But after so many years, the trauma shouldn't have worsened.
After all, since they met, Charles had taken good care of Caspian, and Bodhi, being busy, hadn't treated him the same way as before.
"You've had more contact with him over the years," Diana asked again. "Have you noticed anything unusual?"
Charles thought for a moment and answered, "No."
"That's strange." Diana couldn't understand.
Charles suddenly thought of something. "But..."
"But what?" Diana pressed.
"I remember his emotions always staying at a certain level," Charles recalled. "Only when you're around does he show a bit of fluctuation."
Diana blinked. "And then?"
"Can't say for sure, but it's a bit strange." Charles held back his words, not telling Diana his guess.
Based on what Caspian had told him before, the answer was actually quite obvious.
"I need to go out for a bit." Diana suddenly stood up, as if she had thought of something. "I'll talk to you more when I get back."
Charles nodded and didn't ask where she was going.
An hour later.
Diana met Alvin at a coffee shop.
Looking at Diana sitting across from him, Alvin was a bit nervous. "What do you need from me?"
"I want to know more about Caspian." Diana stirred her coffee, her tone casual yet friendly. "Is that okay?"
"Well..." Alvin hesitated.
"Just a few simple questions," Diana chatted naturally, trying to make him relax. "When you're pursuing someone, you need to know their likes and dislikes. You've been his assistant for so many years; you must know more than I do."
"Oh, that," Alvin sighed in relief. "Ask away."
"What does he like to eat?"
"Mr. Garcia isn't very picky."
"When he first took over the company, were there people who didn't respect him?" Diana slowly chatted with Alvin, gradually lowering his guard.
"Not really," Alvin recalled and answered seriously. "Mr. Garcia graduated from a prestigious school and worked his way up from the bottom. Everyone respects him."