"Don't let your imagination run wild. I only took it to scare him. It's not worth going to prison for that kind of scum."
The man seemed unconvinced, his eyebrows narrowed in questioning, "Really?"
That doctor said she had a propensity for depression, and he had studied psychology too. People with depression not only have suicidal tendencies, but some also have homicidal tendencies.
Seeing his worried look, Amelia couldn't help but laugh. However, the pain at the corner of her mouth returned. She scowled, "Relax, even if one day you push me to my limit, I won't kill you. I'll tie you to the bed and torture you until you wish you were dead."
Daniel Cooper, "..."
His eyes dimmed momentarily. He lowered his head and gave her a heavy kiss, pressing his thin lips against her uninjured cheek, and murmured, "I couldn't ask for more, let it be a deal."
Amelia, "..."
She eerily felt that she had been tricked into a trap.
