I no longer love you.
Yun Xuefei's mouth opened, she thought she could easily utter these words, but why did her heart feel as if it were being tugged at, aching in threads and strands, rendering her unable to speak.
Huo Yanzhao heard his own heart beating violently; he was so afraid that she would ultimately say those words.
Yet, as her silence and tension stretched on, the smile at the corner of his mouth grew deeper.
"Xuefei, you still love me," he stated with absolute certainty.
"I..." Yun Xuefei wanted to object, but suddenly, the world spun around her, and she was already being scooped up into his arms and carried to the bed in just a few steps.
When she sank into the mattress, she was still a bit dazed, but as soon as the man's kiss landed on her cheek, she instinctively began to struggle.
"Huo Yanzhao, Yanzhao..." Her voice took on a pleading tone, tinged with fear.
