Do I want more now than I did at the beginning?
Chi Huan's brain gave a slight jolt.
Yes, that was probably it. Initially, he was just a bodyguard, and she thought it was okay, but now she was becoming more and more dissatisfied; even she didn't know whether she had lost too much or her desires had just grown.
Chi Huan looked at his handsome face, half-lit in the stationary light of the desk lamp, deep, calm, and watching her.
Her heartstrings trembled, her fingers suddenly curled up then clenched tight, gazing into his deep, pitch-black eyes, she strained her voice slightly and said, "I... might... have fallen in love with you."
Having spoken those words, she felt as though she had shed the armor of many years, leaving only the most primal vulnerability, waiting for his judgement.
The silence was actually fleeting, but Chi Huan felt it was as long as a century.
And it was during these brief seconds of silence that her heart kept sinking endlessly.
She lowered her head.
