Countless times, Catherine had asked herself.
Is this really okay?
She did not know, but she always felt as if what lay before her was an abyss whose bottom she could not see, and she was slowly being enveloped by a gloomy darkness, swallowed by a dim whirlpool.
Catherine even wished that when Qin Chu faced her, he would be a little angrier, a little more upset, a bit more violent, just like those hallucinations she previously had, ruthlessly forcing her.
That way, at least she would not need to keep struggling in this agony.
But, what she did not expect was that Qin Chu actually did not get angry at all, and he was even so gentle towards her.
He was only sad when he called out Jie Luo's name, he was even caring about her, hoping she would not drink too much for fear of harming her body... He just hugged her.
And yet, this man was the very one she was to seduce and eventually kill, his blood and life to be used to resurrect Jie Luo...
