The light was dim, but the woman's features were exceptionally clear in the man's eyes. He held her shoulders, preventing her from moving.
Feeling Norris's slightly rapid breathing, he lifted his head and gently touched her face. Seeing her like this, he felt a little heartache.
This was not what he wanted to encounter!
He leaned into her body and embraced her whole.
Her body was so delicate and small, fitting snugly into his arms as a tiny piece. Gradually, he felt a long-lost part of his body becoming enriched by her breath.
He couldn't leave her.
There was simply no way.
He couldn't forget this woman, not for his entire lifetime.
Yes, this woman was a curse that had dominated his entire life.
He wanted to forget, not to care, yet he couldn't!
He had always suppressed it, but when he heard she was in London, his rationality completely collapsed.
Without hanging up the phone or time to pick up his coat, he braved the wind and snow and rushed out resolutely.
