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His explanation was nothing more than comfort to her, and Obsidian felt that she would not live long.
"You keep me? Why?"
Angelo was moved when he heard this: "Because, I love you."
I can't bear for you to face the pain of illness alone, and I can't bear for you to be homeless alone. You are the baby I found and raised with my own hands. There is no one in this world who is more suitable for me than you.
Obsidian looked into his eyes, tears streaming down his face. This man... This man... The man she had loved and chased for so many years finally fell in love with her as she wished.
"Okay, Angelo, I will believe you for the last time. This time, no matter whether I am old, sick or dead, whether I am young or gray-haired, you will always love me. Are you willing to swear to the Lord God?"
"Of course, my love."