Michael saw Christian approach and subconsciously stepped in front of Wendy.
"There's nothing more to ask." Michael refused on Wendy's behalf.
"Are you still afraid of what I can do to Wendy?" Christian raised his hands showing his handcuffs.
Wendy reached out and gently patted Michael's arm, whispering, "Let him ask. We won't be seeing each other again anyway."
Michael moved aside listening to Wendy and let Christian ask her the questions he wanted.
"I've actually asked this question several times." Christian smiled lightly, his face was now no longer looked ruthless, only gentle and mild. The feeling was strange but also somehow familiar to Wendy.
It seemed that Christian used to be like this, and yet it seemed that he was not.
"If you had met me first, would you have fallen in love with me?" Christian's eyes, full of anticipation, waited for Wendy to answer.
"No way," Wendy answered without hesitation.
