Either willingly forget everything and start over with him.
She wanted to start over with Mu Liang, but such hatred had sunk deep into her bones; she had never hated someone so profoundly. Hating him while deeply in love with him, she wanted him to be safe and sound.
Love and hate constantly tore at her heart, leaving her bleeding and raw.
Qiao Xia slept in a daze, terrified that Mu Liang would come in and force that glass of wine down her throat, so she didn't dare to fall asleep. She should keep herself and Sister Xu Ai safe. As soon as she checked her phone, she saw a message.
"Good girl, you finally lured Mu Liang here all by yourself. I'm really looking forward to seeing his pitiful face as he kneels before me, begging for mercy."
Qiao Xia's heart sank as she stood up in alarm, her hand holding the phone trembling.
Nikola was still alive, he was still alive.
That man, demonic as he was, was actually still alive.
