Meng Xi'er lowered her eyes to the bracelet that Lu Yebai had given her. The clear crystal sparkled magnificently under the setting sun, likely the only thing she would ever receive from this man in her lifetime.
"I'm really afraid of him," Meng Xi'er spoke softly. "I'm not like you... I have nothing and no one. If I fall into his hands again, I may never escape his grasp in this lifetime. I'm useless, spoiled since childhood, unskilled in life. I'm not as strong as you, capable of knocking down so many people... " She took a deep breath, her voice feeble as she whispered to Liu Mingxing, "I'm terrified of him dragging me back, scared to death. Just imagining that scenario makes my body go cold."
Such a fear, deep in her bones, reaching the depths of her soul.
Built up over years and years.
She knew how cruel and ruthless this man could be to her, and that's why she was afraid.
He never had a shred of sympathy for her.
