"Be mad at me. Hit me. Curse me. Just go somewhere safe."
His voice was tender and affectionate. But it didn't sweeten her heart in the slightest.
On the other hand, she felt suffocated. It was like thorns shackled her tightly. The thorns pierced her skin and she bled.
Veronica took some time to reply.
"Arthur, if I leave, you can never bring me back here."
Arthur was astounded. "Nica…"
"I'm serious. If I leave, I leave for good." Veronica looked at him with an unwavering gaze.
"Arthur, it's always like this. Whenever something happens, you push me away. We must change it.
"I know there is a reason that you don't believe in me but let me prove myself. Not only as the Mistress of the Magic Tower but also as your wife who can protect herself.
"I have been training every day under Roxana, Darius and Ironin's assistance. I have been studying under Ovior's strict guidance. Now it's time to test what I am capable of.
