During those hours on the plane, he had wrestled with the question over and over again.
The more he thought about it, the less he found a way out.
It was like a trapped beast trying to break free from its cage.
Chi Huan wasn't him, and he couldn't expect her to be like him.
Only...
No one is a saint.
The thorn had embedded itself into his heart, he just wouldn't show the pain in front of her unless she spoke of it first.
When Chi Huan said those words, her eyes were fixated intently on his face.
However, a faint smile emerged on the man's handsome face, "Open your mouth."
She still opened her mouth, letting him feed her another small steamed bun.
With her cheeks puffed out from the bun, he spoke in a calm tone, "It's best if he didn't touch you, but if he did, I'll cripple him."
Chi Huan looked into his eyes that were so dark they seemed bottomless, swallowed the food in her mouth, and asked somewhat dryly, "Do you believe me?"
Actually, she...
