For the first time, he felt such overwhelming fatigue.
With every step he took, it was as if he were walking in a swamp, the suffocating feeling was endless, accompanied by a sense of losing control as if he were about to fall into hell.
He didn't know when he would no longer be able to hold on.
He was afraid that he couldn't suppress his impulse rationally and might want to follow Norris Moore to hell.
By then, not only would he be destroyed, but Norris Moore might collapse before him.
She had suffered enough unnecessary pain, and as long as this child didn't appear, all her suffering could stop at this moment.
A child would only make everything more irreversible and disastrous. She could never be with him anymore, so what identity would the child have?
He couldn't let her know the truth.
She wouldn't be able to handle it.
