His grip on the back of her head pressed as tight as it could be, yet a tremble from his fingers also faintly shook where he held. He swore he wouldn't lift even a finger to hurt her, but if she tried to escape from him at this moment, would he remain calm?
He couldn't understand that, not when he was unable to decipher Chunhua's thoughts and read the emotions that had now settled in her beautiful irises. Was it fear for him?
Of course it is. No woman would stand sane before me after what I…
But she was sane. Neither Chunhua had run away, nor she thought she wanted to run away. Though Hai could only see red all around him, it was now that Chunhua was finally seeing the different colors Hai was actually colored in. The color of mischief, the color of laughter, the color of love and now…the color of danger and the color of obsession. The murkiness that always surrounded Hai was now finally beginning to wash away, revealing the real Liu Hai who stood hidden behind that obscurity.
