Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection - Season 3 Episode 11

Couldn’t get out?

I paused, suddenly unsure of how to respond. Couldn’t he come out?

Why?

Was it just a two-year sham marriage, why couldn’t I get out of it? Because of that innocent child? Or

was it because I once saved him, he felt guilty, so he couldn’t leave?

Taking a deep breath, I felt much calmer and said to him, “You will get through this. You are so

outstanding. In the future, when you meet someone you truly love, you can start a new family. The

things that happened in the past are just a small part of your life, and perhaps they won’t even be worth

mentioning in the future.”

I didn’t force comfort on him, I just knew it was the truth. We were both still young, and we would meet

new people and start new lives in the future.

Compared to the past marriage where we both settled for each other, it seems more promising now

that we have separated and are each seeking a new future. I knew that I would still like someone new

in the future, and I also knew that he would form a family with a new woman in the future.

He looked at me, a sudden sneer breaking out on his handsome face. His hands, gripping my

shoulders, tightened. His voice was low and restrained, “Not worth mentioning? In your eyes, this

marriage is not worth mentioning?”

Seeing his emotional agitation, I furrowed my brows, attempting to shake off his hand, retreating and

saying, “Things that have already passed…uh!”

His kiss was too sudden. He pulled me into his arms, pressing me against his chest. For a moment, his

strong scent of alcohol filled my mouth and nose, accompanied by his dominant aura.

“Uh…” I struggled, trying to push him away, but he held me even tighter.

The disparity in strength between men and women was evident as he held me tightly. His mouth almost

completely covered mine, and I could feel his wet, soft tongue becoming increasingly bold. A knot

formed in my heart, and I wanted to bite him, but he preempted me by kissing me even deeper.

The struggle to the death, he had almost sucked away all my oxygen. My brain went blank for a

moment. In just a few seconds, I thought I would suffocate to death. Fortunately, he still had some

humanity and gave me a chance to breathe.

In the moment I enjoyed the fresh air, I pushed him away abruptly.

“Bang!”

“Hiss!”

As two sounds rang out, I froze, quickly lifting my eyes to look over. I saw Walter clutching the back of

his head, his face twisted together somewhat due to the pain.

I realized too late that I had pushed him too hard, causing him to crash

into the door frame.

“You’re okay…” I had just started to ask about his condition,

He was seen retracting his hand from the back of his head and placing it in front of his eyes. His

slender, fair fingers were shockingly stained with bright red blood.

Seeing the blood, I momentarily forgot my anger, pulling him and saying, “You’re bleeding, let me see.

Saying this, I didn’t wait for him to respond. I tiptoed to check the back

of his head, but before I could see the wound, the man who was significantly taller than me collapsed

directly onto me.

“Ah…”

I almost got overwhelmed by him, luckily I quickly steadied myself against the wall.

“Walter, what’s wrong with you? Are you okay?” I patted his shoulder, but all I got in response was

silence. This situation scared me, so I quickly moved him to the bed to check his wounds.

I had just helped him onto the bed when he suddenly pulled me onto him, wrapping his arms around

my waist. Looking at the man in front of me, who was quietly staring at me, I was momentarily

embarrassed and angry, raising my hand to hit him.

But before my hand could touch him, he stopped me, “Stop messing around, lie down with me for a

while.”

Quarrel?

This person…

Looking at the man beneath me, his eyes closed and his breathing steady, I hesitated for a moment,

but eventually withdrew my hand, letting out a slight sigh. His behavior after getting drunk was indeed

peculiar.

The man was handsome and quietly watched him for a while. I couldn’t help but feel a bit sleepy. I got

up and nudged him, only to find that he was sound asleep. I was also exhausted, and with no energy

left, I lay down next to him and fell asleep in my clothes.