近期热门的优选书刊《飘》，轻松有趣温柔的治愈你(27)

“Oh, Rhett, how you run on！If you want to insult me, go on and do it but give me the money.”
She was breathing easier now. Being what he was, Rhett would naturally want to torment and insult her as much as possible to pay her back for past slights and for her recent attempted trickery.Well, she could stand it.She could stand anything Tara was worth it all.For a brief moment it was midsummer and the afternoon skies were blue and she lay drowsily in the thick clover of Tara"s lawn, looking up at the billowing cloud castles, the fragrance of white blossoms in her nose and the pleasant busy humming of bees in her ears.Afternoon and hush and the far-off sound of the wagons coming in from the spiraling red fields.Worth it all, worth more.
Her head went up.
“Are you going to give me the money？”
He looked as if he were enjoying himself and when he spoke there was suave brutality in his voice.
“No, I"m not，”he said.
For a moment her mind could not adjust itself to his words.