Wendy looked at the fruit knife in her hand. She did not know what Michael was up to.
She stretched out her hand to pull her other hand back but realized that she could not even move. Michael had a death-like grip on her wrist.
Michael pulled on to her hand and pointed the knife at his chest. "I was the one who had wronged you. Do it if it means you won't be angry at me anymore."
"Michael, what do you mean by that?" Wendy suddenly smiled. However, her smile was filled with despair. "Are you forcing my hand?"
"That's right. I am forcing your hand." Michael nodded and continued, "Are you not able to do it. I knew it. You must not be able to bear to do that to me. because you still love me. I promise you I will handle what happened today, okay?"
