At her most wretched, he descended like a god.
For her father’s sake, she gritted her teeth and married him! Only when she realized she had fallen into a trap did she learn it had all been part of a scheme.
“Let me go. Whether I live or die, I just want to be free.”
He was a demon raised in hell, capable of loving her only in his own way. For eighteen years, she had been the cinnabar mark in his heart, the one he loved with all his soul and could never forget.
But now, as he looked at her pale face, he finally understood: he had been the one to shatter her hopes.
He was cruel, yet also the most devoted.
“Be good and take your medicine. Once you’ve taken it, I’ll... let you go.” He coaxed her gently, anguish filling his eyes.
Her body stiffened as she let his tenderness wash over her.
A mass of people pressed in around them, clearing a path, but not a sound could be heard.
“These police officers...” She sensed something was off.
His deep eyes slowly filled with a sea of emotion, and he turned up the corners of his lips. “It’s just routine business.” With that, he carried her onward.
But on that suffocating night, everything between them changed...
There are some people whose scent, once you’ve known it, you can never forget, even after three years, even if... they’ve changed their face.
