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In a world where everyone wears a mask, it's a bliss to see a soul.
Amanda Richardson.
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Xuan Mu's possessiveness no longer showed up in the form of a mad dog that would bite anyone and anything that got closer to her body or her attention. Whenever he recollected his past, he would see a man with a splitting headache, a nearly irresistible urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex.
There was nothing fun about that was what his wife would say, and he could only agree. He realized that some of his little actions would make her more obsessed with him than others, and he decided to turn it into a rule.
Whenever he would start to have stupid thoughts like these: 'She is mine. I'll kill any bastard who tries to take her from me,' he would switch the focus from him to her instead, with thoughts similar to these: 'Let's open up her chest and set her heart on fire.'
