Diya looked at the handsome and dignified man in front of her and widened her eyes in disbelief.
The side of the man's face was illuminated by the moonlight, but his expression seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, giving off a bone-penetrating coldness!
He held her hand so hard that Diya did not even doubt that as long as the man was willing, her wrist could be broken easily!
Her heart felt as though it had been pricked by a rusty needle.
It was so painful.
It was even more biting than the pain on her wrist.
Diya bit her lips, and her amber eyes suddenly revealed a deep sorrow.
This scene was so laughable!
She had always imagined that His Highness would one day be willing to touch her hand, but she had never thought that it would be in such a situation!
There wasn't the slightest bit of tenderness, it just made her feel a chill down her spine!
