Whatever, You are all I want. Your happiness is first and foremost.
Hans Matthew ^^
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"Hans ... you are bleeding?" said Achiera a little bit panicked seeing the fresh blood on Hans's lips.
Hans wiped the blood, "Am I that delicious, Mrs. Matthew? To the extent that you are biting me openly?" joked Hans regardless of the wound.
Achiera patted his forehead, "This guy can't be taken seriously, he's always talking nonsense," Achiera hissed.
"What's up with you? If this small thing can make you worry so much, what if I die? Will you die morally too?" said Hans casually.
Hearing about the death word Achiera's face turned red, not from blushing but from enduring a deep tightness that was suddenly suffocating her heart.
Her eyes turned red from holding back her unstoppable tears. She was stunned still.
