For a moment, White Rose's heart was consumed by an unprecedented chaos and unease. Yet, deep inside, she still clung to a sliver of hope, a trace of illusion.
She hoped it was merely a coincidence, that the demon buried deep within her heart wouldn't reappear before her eyes!
The next moment, White Rose's movements were slightly stiff as she reached out her hand and lightly shook Ye Xunhuan's.
"You… Hello…"
Seeing White Rose's somewhat uneasy expression, Ye Xunhuan understood all too well what was causing it.
After all, everything he had done to White Rose in the past was nothing short of cruel.
He had forced a woman who'd never even killed a chicken to become a murderer—and not just once. She wasn't treated as a person at all, but entirely as his plaything!
Though many years had passed, those memories weren't the kind of thing that could simply be forgotten.
That past must have turned into a grim, gray chapter of her memories.
