He struggled to keep his face neutral. This was a hard topic for both of them, but he'd asked for her honesty and he genuinely wanted it. He didn't want her to feel guilty for his reaction. He pushed down all of his jealousy.
"I know how he was seen, yes. He brought Metropolis to the brink of success and far past it. He gave a lot of people jobs, and created more, and did a lot of good here." That shouldn't have hurt so much to say, he supposed, but it was true. Luthor did occasionally do some good.
Clark didn't look away from her face when Lois said she had loved Lex. "Alright." He took a deep breath, reaching for her hands, covering both in his own. "But something changed?" There was terrible moment as a possibility popped into his mind. "Did I..." he lowered his voice, "did Superman ... I didn't ... wreck something, did I?" Again, he struggled to keep his face neutral, but was failing. "Lois, I didn't ... did you want to marry him instead?"