The man silently watched her, saying nothing.
Only the oppressive aura that lingered around him gradually dissipated, like a cat puffing up its fur, slowly smoothing down its bristled, tense hairs.
He slowly leaned his forehead against her shoulder, as if showing weakness, he said to her: "Norris Moore. I will take care of everything."
Norris Moore's nose suddenly felt sour, she felt Trenton Smith was somewhat vulnerable at that moment.
"Okay."
"Before that, do not leave me." Perhaps... it was ultimately insecurity. He knew that once she made a choice, he could not change her mind without resorting to violence.
Just like how she insisted on giving birth.
Of course, he could choose to force her to abort, just like he had done before, he had thousands of ways to achieve his ends.
But he could never go back to the past.
He couldn't harm her anymore.
