Kingsly pulled Rachel onto his lap.
She sobbed quietly, no longer speaking, but no matter how quickly he wiped away her tears, they would wet her cheeks again the next second.
Kingsly had never felt such pain as he did at that moment.
He had sworn never to make her cry again, but at this moment, he couldn't stop her tears from falling.
His heart felt invaded by her tears, the intense pain spreading through his chest.
He lowered his head, pressing his forehead against hers, filled with infinite tenderness.
"Let me go…" she pleaded weakly.
"I won't let you go." Kingsly held her tightly in his embrace, not allowing her to move an inch. "I've finally brought you back to my side. I can't let go."
Every word he said to her was so sincere, but in the end, it would always be proven that every word was a lie.
This truth made her say in anguish, "I don't understand. Why can you always make lies sound so sincere? Is it because I'm too easy to deceive?"
"I haven't lied to you, Rachel…"
