Why so certain?
The white towel was only wiping his fingers, soaked with fresh blood, when he had already been pondering this question uncontrollably—he, why was he so certain that she loved him very much?
Perhaps there was never any certainty to begin with, for he had been worried from the start that she wouldn't be able to bear the pressure and would choose to break up with him.
As for her loving him.
It was, rather, when she wanted to break up with him, he immediately concluded without any hesitation that it was because Lawrence was pressuring her.
But ...
A thought inevitably crossed his mind—
What if she truly didn't like him anymore and wanted to break up with him?
......
When Mo Shiqian returned to the study, Chi Huan was sitting in the chair with her eyes downcast, motionless, looking out the window.
He didn't call for Mrs. Li, he cleaned up by himself.
She didn't speak, and he made almost no noise at all.
